Posted by Tricia Lafferty
No matter what level of player you are, from beginner to pro, we all have bad shots. If you watch any of the numerous rounds of disc golf on YouTube, all players experience this. I have noticed over the 2 years that I have been playing, the bad shots are happening less often. Even when I do have a bad shot, I am usually able to recover pretty easily. I also noticed that great shots are becoming more frequent as well. I call these my “moments of greatness”, and this is what I play for. No matter how many bad shots happen in a day, there is always that one shot that can make they entire day memorable.
One of my most memorable moments recently was at a fun non-sanctioned local tourney. The tourney itself was pretty ordinary, good shots, bad shots – and I won my division. I always buy in for the Ace Pot, just in case I get that lucky, or even someone else does. And like normal, no one hit an Ace that day. There was a CTP shoot off for the Ace Pot money, which was around $75 or so. A lot of times I look at the shot and know that I can’t even reach it, and don’t even bother throwing. I am a female, and a beginner, and sometimes going up and throwing in front of a bunch of guys is really intimidating. But this day I decided to go ahead and give it a chance since it was such a laid back atmosphere and I knew many of the players since it was local.
I don’t really know how far away the basket was, maybe 250-350 feet, but slightly downhill. They set up a teeing area near the tournament central pavilion and shot to basket #2, which we could see. There was a gauntlet of trees in the way. I stood and looked and considered the best path for me to take with a shot a knew I could likely hit. Without seeing any others throw, I decided to spike hyzer to the right where there was a larger gap and let it glide and fade to the basket. I chose to throw my Latitude 64 Jade for this shot. That disc has become my go to driver and I really love the feel of it so I was confident in using it.
The first guy gets up to throw, grip locks, and sends it about 300 feet to the right in the wrong direction. The crowd got quite a laugh, me as well, even though I felt bad for laughing because I have been in that same situation before. This is my biggest fear with these shoot offs, having a bad shot and everyone assuming that you can’t throw based on that one shot. I sometimes feel like I have the responsibility to prove that women can be good at this sport as well, and showing a bad shot doesn’t help. About 2/3 of the group threw before I decided to go take my shot. It was a mix of good and bad shots: too short, too long, tree hits, and close calls.
I walk up to the tee and envision the shot I initially decided to take. I lined up my disc at the release point I wanted to take, took a few warm up swings, and then let it fly. As soon as I released it, I started to smile because it was taking the exact line I was hoping for. As it got further away, it sailed it’s way through the gap I wanted to hit, missing every tree. It reached it’s high point and turned and started gliding and fading to the left. Everyone watching was starting to get excited because they knew it was going to finish well. I could hear whispers and gasps behind me as I stood and watched, my heart started to flutter. It started to finish its flight and looked like it may very well crash into the chains. The noise behind me grew, and the disc dove into the ground as my heart was pounding. A cheer erupted as well as congratulations for the shot. From where were were standing, we couldn’t see where exactly the discs were landing. My hands were sweating and heart racing while the final few people threw. I couldn’t wait to get down there to see where I was because I knew I may actually be the closest.
I grabbed my extra ball of string from my Golden Retriever, just in case we needed to measure shots. As I walked to my disc, others were picking up their shots on the way. As I got close to the basket, I could see it was sitting about 4 short from it. The smile on my face grew, it really was an amazing shot! When I got there, I could see another disc laying right about the same distance as mine from the basket, but behind it. As I got the string out, I really hoped mine was closer. After measurement, he got me by about 6 inches. I picked up my disc, threw into the basket knowing it would have been a birdie had it been in play. I walked back to tournament central with the biggest smile I could smile, clutching my disc close to my chest. The memory of that shot is well worth more than $75, and I’ll never forget it.
Posted by randomtiz
Today was another perfect morning for disc golf here in the outer perimeter north of the big ATL. A breezy, sun out, mid-60s day and nothing in the way of me and the disc golf course. Sequoyah Park DGC here I come.
Over the past several months I’ve been struggling down to find the right disc for my approach shots. I hesitate to call it a “mid-range” because often I’ll tend to throw anything from that <200 ft range. My go-to disc for the past few years has been a beat Leopard that I'd throw. It's a great disc and works really well for me, but it leaves too much guessing on the angle and windage.
Last week I got my first Buzzz and have been trying that the over the course the past few days. Still learning how to properly throw it with my style of throwing, but I am getting better with it. I haven't thrown it enough times to make a judgment on it yet, or review (fyi, it'll come down the line).
Anyways, back to my story and morning on the course… it's funny how on the days that the weather is beautiful, I usually tend to do worse. I don't know what it is. Distracted by the colorful falling leaves, the cool chill in the air, or the neighboring house burning leaves next to the park? Not sure, but I take in all of it. Every chance I get.
With that said, my round started off rough. Magnetic trees = unforgiving. Piles of leaves leave you searching/kicking leaves twice as long looking for your hidden white disc. Until I get to #10. Sequoyah's #10 is roughly 328 to the basket—You're teeing off from top of the hillside throwing over a valley to the basket on top of the next hill. Love this type of setup. So I tee of, and instantly my bright neon yellow Katana takes an awkward hyzer fast and hard to the right (I'm a LHBH thrower). It sails out of sight around the trees divides the #10 and #11 fairways. Just great.
I find my disc and have a horrible line to the basket. Trees, brush, shrubs, hillside, more trees…everything in my way. No clear shot. I have to jump to see the top of the basket. I’m at the bottom of the hill having to throw at an angle to the basket on top of the hill. Not yet comfortable with my Buzzz, I reach for my 2012 Ace Race Discraft Disc, the Zombee. I love this disc. I find myself throwing it more and more since that tournament back in August. It flies pretty straight and has an angled wing/lip for a better, more comfortable grasp. I tied for first, then lost in the CTP tie-breaker with this disc in that August Ace Race in Jasper. Pullin’ it outta the pocket, I’m going for it.
My release is high, fast and slightly left. It whips through the hanging pine and barely clears the brush tops as it soars up the hillside threading trees. It makes it’s subtle hyzer fade around the trees and I hear chains. What? No way… I move from my position for a better viewing angle and that candy red Zombee is laying sideways in the chains. Scorrrrrrrrre! I count it off, roughly 126 ft. Which now becomes the longest shot I’ve hit yet. The Zombee will make its permanent spot in my bag. The Zombee’s are coming.
Posted by randomtiz
This morning I got a chance to hit the course early with a few friends that were in town. Since time was a factor, we decided upon Legacy Park DGC in Kennesaw (Check out my full review of this course here).
Legacy only has 9 holes so we ended up playing it twice. This a fairly short course with tight fairways that require low straight shots. I’ve maybe played this course 5 or 6 times previously but had never finished under par.
The weather’s in the mid 60s, cool breeze blowing and beautiful leaves falling all around. I love playing DG in the Fall. That already makes for a great day.
My first round I couldn’t keep out of the trees and ended up finishing +4…on a 9 hole course, yea I know. As short a course as it is, it took the three of us maybe 45 min to play. With time to spare, we continued for a second round.
This round I was ON it. Several great drives starting out left me in good positions for birdie attempts. On Hole #5, my drive left me about ~50-60 ft out. I tossed my trusty Leopard high and to the left to play its hyzer. The disc ricocheted off a tree (about 15 ft from the basket) down and into the chains, score! I went on and continued a par streak after that bird. Had a great straight drive on Hole #9 that left a 15-footer for birdie. Sunk it. -3! Not only did I beat my course record, but I just crushed my previous round’s score by 7. It’s a good day in Georgia.
Posted by randomtiz
This past weekend I was in town for Mother’s Day and was able to get out for a few hours on Saturday. So, of course, I took to the disc golf course with my brother and Dad. We fought spells of wind for the part of the first round after a slow start on the first few holes. Now this Par 3 course, you really need to score low on the front with its holes averaging ~150 because the longer back holes will get ya. Much of the round was close scores between the three of us, but I dominated the back nine. Had a great shot on #18, about <20 ft from the pin and blew it on my birdie shot to tie my personal record for that course.. I lofted it too high and the wind took it carrying it a distance further away from the pin than where I just threw from..just great. Ended up sinking that par shot throwing into the wind to stay at -5! Dad ended up finishing -2 (personal best) and Chad finished in at -3.
With such a great round behind us, we had to get in another before the rain came in. Started out hot and was landing my drives within 20 ft each time. Sinking most of them, I took an early lead with several birds up my sleeve. Had many more stellar shots to follow and had a ~330 ft drive on #15 into open fairway. I failed short, hard, on a 48 ft. birdie attempt. Saved par. Moving on. As well as the rain clouds, but on top of us. Bottom’s falling out, but I can’t stop shooting this well. Ended with an awesome drive on #18 that landed ~10 ft from the basket. Sank it for bird, to go -6 and tie-ing my personal best score there. Yeaa!
Posted by alphagenerator
So I played my first tournament about a month back and hit my first ace during the 2nd round! Civitan, hole 7 in c location….248 ft ace with an Discraft Impact Fairway Driver, which happens to the 07 Ace Race disc….Too bad I didn’t pay $3 to enter the ace pot… Competition is pretty stiff in Birmingham’s local dg scene. Even with my ace Stephen beat me out for the podium in our novice division.
That being said, Dogleg – (Jasper Division) is on path to host our first tournament later in the fall. Maybe we can arrange for the whole group to be in town that weekend to partake in the festivities! more to come on the tournament later…
Posted by randomtiz
We finally get a weekend with the perfect disc golf weather. And of course, we took full advantage of it. Saturday’s plan was to hit at least two courses and bring back the return of DG Retrieval Mission: Part II. This time, with a boat son!
DG Retrieval Mission: II
Several weeks ago I had a stray that zipped through the droopy pines and spun off into the plastic chair-filled mud runoff of a ‘pond’. Not dare stepping foot in that, I opted for a $16 inflatable boat off Amazon. I thought this would make a practical solution combined with a fishing net to retrieve my sunken disc and perhaps a few more.
The morning started off fairly windy and without an anchor, it only made the situation worse out there. As I tapped around aimlessly on the muddy bottom hoping to hit something plastic, I failed and brought up everything and anything but plastic. Plus, every time I tried to scoop it sent me in a tailspin doing donuts in a kid-sized inflatable boat in the middle of park with a little league baseball game going on in the distance. If they had a jumbotron at that game, I was bound to be on it. You’d think with the money I spent on the boat I could just replace that disc, but no. It meant more to me than that. And who’s NOT up for an adventure, right? Even if I found one disc, it would’ve pretty much payed for itself. No luck today in finding my disc—or any disc—but I’m not giving up.
After wasting a good half hour paddling in circles, it was time to play. A bit windy, but temp was nice and it’d been awhile since Justin and I’d hit the course. He lead for much of the round—even going up by 4 at one point. I made a slight comeback on the back 9 tie-ing it back up going into #18. Neither one of us had a good round and both finished at +10. Ugh. Highlight of the round, Justin’s ~60 ft. birdie shot on #13. This beauty was around the back of the rim, no chains. Stuck it. [Note: This is the same hole Darren hit that 130-footer a few weeks earlier.]
Posted by randomtiz
What an eventful weekend it was. Our short trip to Alabama did allow for a few rounds of disc golf at my hometown’s North Jasper Disc Golf Park.
This course is a fairly easy and short course but the unforgiving wind conditions always take a toll on your scores. With few trees on this fairly flat and wide open course, knowing how to play into the wind becomes a vital factor.
Saturday morning, Stephen, Jeremiah and I took on the rolling flatness of this fore mentioned park. The previous week’s rains left for some marshy areas and muddy tee pads. Great. The wind came into play on the back 9 and really got me on #18 when it took my sailing disc and carried it damn near the parking lot. Awesome…I now have as long a drive to the basket from here than I did from the tee pad. Bogeying that hole knocked me to +1.
Saturday, a few hours later, Dad and Eliz join me for yet another round. It’d been awhile since I’d played that course with my Dad–granted too that he’d only started playing several months back and a handful of times at that. So I was just about to find out how much he’d improved. To much of my dismay, he took an early lead as I struggled hitting long putts. He had me on those shorter holes for sure as trees instantly became magnets to my throws. So Dad kept a 1-2 stroke lead up until about 15 when I tied it up. Got another back on 16. Missed a gimme putt on 17 to drop back and even it back up…Tie on 18.
Can’t stop now, it’s sudden death son.
Tie #1. Hole #2, Dad lands less than 10 ft from the hole. I fly about 20 ft past the basket leaving me up to my trusty Leopard and my putting skills. Hit that long bird shot to tie #2. Hole #3, I’m up and sail one 30+ ft past the hole and, of course Dad, lands a few feet from within the basket. Gees. This is it, my only hope. 30 ft ringer—which I practice regularly in my yard—to send it into Hole 4 Sudden Death or either a few month’s bragging rights for Dad. No pressure, right? I toss one high and straight on…banks slight right clanking the chains and sails on past…done, that’s it. Game over. Dad goes Crazy; calls my bro on speakerphone to tell him the news and I have yet to hear the end of it. Haha great game Ham! Well played, well played. My Dad beats me at my own game. He loves it.
Posted by randomtiz
It’s been a while again since a Dogleg weekend update, so I figured it was due. This past weekend was a messy one with all the rain, unstable temps, and heavy fog but somehow we still managed to squeeze in a few rounds. After three earlier failed attempts of playing early Saturday due to rain, the sun finally appeared and I made a beeline to the closest park. Discgolf on the weekends to me is pretty much a necessity. I will find any chance or excuse I can get to get out there and huck discs for a few hours.
Saturday: Sequoyah Park — Canton, GA
Started out doing well until I reached the back 9, then fell apart. Had an awesome shot on a 148-ft. right hook hole #7. Whipped it around the trees, through the chains…out of the basket. NOOO! Another lost chance at an Ace. I’m destined to get one soon I swear. That makes about basket #6 that I’ve hit on a drive and failed to stick one. Back 9, starting to come unglued when I lost my best driver in a small pond and then triple-bogeyed the very next hole.. Seriously. Finished +12.
Sunday Part I: Sequoyah Park – Round 2 for me
Sunday morning we set out for me another round and a new one for Justin and Darren. Started out slow and killed it the back 9 this time. Everything seemed to be flying right for me this round. We get to hole #13, par shot, and Darren CHINGS one from about 130-ft out! That’s one of the longest ringers we’ve witnessed. Awesome shot! Especially knowing this would his 3rd or 4th round to ever play. I ended up finishing strong with my course record of +5! I was pretty thrilled. We’ve always played this park as a Par 3 course. Does anyone know if there’s any 4′s here? There’s several holes near 400 ft that I don’t see anyway how they’re 3′s. I’d love to know.
Sunday Part II: Wills Park — Alpharetta, GA
Justin and I head to Alpharetta for one more round at Wills. Misting heavily and lower 50′s temps—this quickly became one of the worst round conditions I’ve played in yet. Too far a drive to turn around now, it’s game time. After bogeying the first hole and nailing a tree less than 20 ft on the Hole #2, I knew this wasn’t going to be a fun round. Then comes Hole #3, and what are we welcomed to halfway down the fairway? …was this some mystical fairytale? No.. equestrian girls gallantly jumping the tiny brook with their horses in the middle of the DG course. Um..no not dangerous at all. The problem was, one of the horses would not cross the water. We wait.. and wait… and wait until Justin finally walks down there and tries to get them to get out of the way. Justin takes the win on this course finishing his course best at +6 and I trailed with +9.
Looking forward to North Jasper this weekend! See you guys there bright and early.
Posted by randomtiz
After more than a week absent from a disc golf course, Justin and I finally were able to hit the course. Our last few meet-ups at Oregon Park we started throwing from the back tees, the Golds. It’s definitely more of a challenge and allows you to really unleash some hella throws on those long Par 4s. Oregon Park’s Gold has a nice blend of long holes mixed with shorter technical holes.
Anyways, back to my story. I started off a little slow and bogeyed the first hole (standard). As the holes progressed I got on fire and lucked up on some long drives and approach shots. Starting off the back 9, I had my longest drive on Hole 10 yet. This drive left me a slightly obstructed birdie attempt from nearly 80 ft out. The only tree in my way was one about 5 ft to the left between me and the basket. Me being a lefty, yes it was in the way. So I took out my trusty Leopard, angled it towards me and released a high anhyzer shot. It sailed around the tree and turned over to the right as it started to descend. CaCHING. Walked it off, 78 ft.
I was proud. Finished out EVEN which would be my new course record from the Gold tees.
Posted by randomtiz
Well guys, you’re probably not going to believe this, but… Justin, Zack and I hit up OP (Oregon Park) last night and I had both my record round for that course and my all-time low score! Teeing off from the closest set of teepads, I managed to pick up 9 birds and only 1 bogey for the round. I birdied 6 of the last 9 holes to finish out at -8! Score! I couldn’t believe it. I’d say it’s time to move back to the gold teepads.
Posted by randomtiz
So its a Thursday evening, overcast, and getting darker by the minute due to cloud cover. I get home from work a little later than expected. My brother and I had already made plans to go play disc golf, so I couldn’t pass that up. We load up and head for Oregon Park which is about some odd 25 min away. We arrive around 8pm and barely find a decent parking spot—lots of people out playing!
Thanks to a nice group of guys ahead of us, they let us play through. I always play fast; therefore, I highly appreciate others that understand the game and are considerate of letting smaller, faster groups play through—as I do too. So thank you to those that do. Anyways, we get to Hole #4 and Chad (my brother) is up first. We’re playing from the short tees (Silver) this round and now about to tee off from behind a downed tree. While this course is still undergoing renovation, the tee signs are not yet up with the distances. We estimated it to be some 200-220 ft to the basket. OK, keep in mind that Chad’s played maybe ~15 rounds of disc golf in his entire life. Winds up with his signature style and releases one high and to the right. Right as the disc starts to turn over, he calls out “Ohhh it’s goinnnng in…”. The disc breaks back to the left, behind the trees and starts its decent. The white disc is slicing downward hard-left faster than Diemon Dave’s “Judi Chop”. It’s looking like it will be awfully close at that angle from here. Next thing you know, caCHING! …freakin’ ACED it! Chad, in much shock, turns around and stares at me like “No way that just happened”. Then a guy on a neighboring hole yells out “Great Shot!” I couldn’t believe it. He couldn’t either. It was ridiculous—yet very pretty.
So he goes 2 under right away and continues to hold the lead the remaining of the round. Like I mentioned in the previous post, he finished -1 and I finished out Even. For those of you that know me, you know how much I praise the Innova Leopards. What did he just ace this with? You guessed it, DX Leopard. Great round. Still in shock. Now I’m trying to get him to join the blog. —jt
Posted by mojoe4u
. . .on a nasty dunk. Shaq’s wise adage from his much exalted Reebok commercial certainly rings true on my experience with #15 at North Jasper Park – 42 foot putt for par on that bad boy. Not too shabby for the guy that has yet to even make a birdie on this course.
I met up with Stephen and Jeremiah early in the morning this past Sunday for our outing before they began their North Alabama disc golf tour. We started a little after 9 and there was no one on the course before we began or after we finished – sweet action. Stephen and I tied at 3 over and Jeremiah finished at 5 over. Not bad for a day’s work; especially when you’ve broken a sweat before stepping up to the first tee box.
- Random pair of fitness shorts sitting on the park bench adjacent to parking lot
- Deserted course
- Dead raccoon was gone – Stephen and Jeremiah watched one of the neighborhood dogs chewing on it Saturday afternoon. Apparently it was the same dog that a week prior planted himself in the middle of a nearby driveway and proceeded to go to town on himself for at least half an hour
- Still no birdie for this guy
- Tied with same score as last week
- Pine trees were knocking discs down like it was going out of style
In case you haven’t noticed, the dates of my last few postings have been somewhat irregular – like a week or two between them. Due to the recent tornado/high wind damage on the family property, I have been pretty much out of the game running a chainsaw for the last few weeks (and many more weeks to come). Combine this with me living in 1912 (yes, Stephen, I am a little behind on the technology curve) and there will be a few inconsistencies in my posts. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy running a chainsaw but I’d also be much happier maneuvering an early 90’s Chris-Craft with Roxette’s “Dangerous” playing in the background and accompanied by some overzealous dancers that hail from the Mississippi Delta.
Everyone needs a goal in life.
Posted by holeinone08
Setting: Around 8:15 p.m.
Place: TC Jester DGC a.k.a. “The Jester”
The evening was cooling down a bit from it’s muggy high of 93. The afternoon breeze had stalled to a whisper. League play was wrapping up and the CTP was shaping up nicely with a few participants anxiously awaiting their chance. A chance for glory, a chance for retribution of the days losses in skins, or just a chance to shank a disc into the street at a 65 degree angle to the tee. Nonetheless, all awaiting their time in the fading sun while their fellow man watches to see who will step up and set the bar the highest. You are now on the box, what will serve them up with today? You have decided upon a disc, in this case a red 173 g R-Pro Dart. Now what will you attempt to do with it on the 228 ft shot with two large oaks protecting the right side and another protecting the left center approach? The brain flashes to a serene s-curve gracefully slashing it’s way through the forest. It is set, throw it hard at the basket with a little hyzer and let the disc turn and find it’s way home. The disc is released and and instantly you know you hit your line as it starts its high speed turn and goes outside the trees on the right side. Next, a little dip in the rim as the spin subsides and the Dart starts to fade out and hook toward the basket. I am nervous as I watch, half expecting it to careen off a tree into the unfriendly street that awaits to eat stray discs, but it slips by and you see it hit then skate left as it cozies up to the pin. The cash is yours but more importantly so is the glory until next time.
Posted by curly2284
This is my first 90 foot approach shot the arrow is pointing at the basket. Had to throw around two trees and CHING. It was absolutley awesome. This was done at John Lemaster dgc in trussville. This was hole 7. Done with my champion leopard.
Posted by holeinone08
So this is my par attempt on a long par three #6 TC Jester. My witness was Robin and I was trying to be a bad @$$ and rip it in from 17 ft. As you can see I was low. Has anyone else had this happen and what is the ruling, par or gimme bogey? I am biased but I think it is a par. This has to be pretty rare. One more reason I love my DX Aviar.
Posted by randomtiz
Yes, I said it. Justin and I hit up White Oak Park this morning in Dallas for a round of disc golf. I’m liking the earlier a.m. hours—less crowd and faster play. So anyway, we get to Hole #10 and my approach shot catches a sidewind and gets carried way off track. Up in the woods on the hill, I’m some odd 90+ ft away from the basket. Basket’s barely visible, and my only likely option is to hook it around the trees. This is to save Par. Backhanded my Leopard high and to the left. Hooks around and caChing! We both walked off the distance; it was at least 90. This was the same disc that I hit the other ~90 footer from two weeks ago. Solid disc. Get you a Leopard.
Posted by holeinone08
Picture of my drive on a 233 footer. I set myself up for a nice little birdie but I thought I had more. The JLS is my original driver and it is finding it’s way out of the bag more and more nowadays when I need a 170 to 240 straight shot. After coming back to it I seem to have the S-curve figured out.
Posted by randomtiz
I’m still exhausted and aching from last weekend’s disc golf adventures. This past Sunday, Justin and I got in 54 holes of disc golf in a matter of one afternoon/eve. We played 3 different courses in 3 different cities–a little DG course tour if you will. Living in the ATL metro area, we are fortunate to have quite a range of courses within an hour or so’s radius. Sunday noon we started at Sequoyah Park in Canton, GA. I’d played there once before and didn’t too so hot, so I wanted to give it another shot. My score?… Add another stroke to my previous round there. Sequoyah’s a mostly wooded course which I haven’t been used to.
After we finished up at Sequoyah, we drove about 12 mi. southeast to Alpharetta to hit up Wills Park. First time to play this course, it’s now one of my favs so far. Wills Park has an even mix of open and wooded fairways. The back 9 are by far the hardest, being through thick wooded areas of the park. Both Justin and I shot fairly well here considering first time to the area. We get to #18, its 320 ft to the basket. My first two shots are terrible–the second shot landing in the creek bed. Here I am ~90 ft. from the basket shooting for par. Using a Leopard 166g, I let it rip up and to the left. Watching it as its flying towards the basket, I knew this would going to be hella close. Then… caCHING, the chains rattle and it lands right dead center of the basket. Hah PAR from 90+ ft! That’s the furthest I’ve hit one from yet. It was ridiculous. The pic below was taken from where I threw it from. Finished up +7 at Wills Park.
With still 3 hours to spare of daylight left, we had to play one more round somewhere else. We drove another 8 mi. south to East Roswell Park in Roswell. We’d each played once before but its by far the most difficult course we’d ever played. Playing from the back black tees, its a very tough course through thick woods with very narrow fairways in some spots. Started off alright, then went downhill from there. I think I finished up some +13 over. A lot better than the first time I played there, but still need improvement. Overall, good weather and a great weekend to be out playing. Looking forward to this weekend with two more courses.