My Winning Essay for Marshall Street Disc Golf

It won me a $25 gift certificate!

Stop. Close your eyes. Imagine. You’re standing on a hill, surrounded by whispering leaves and swaying aspens while accompanied by two of your closest friends or perhaps your spouse and children. Three hundred feet away stands a dazzling yellow monolith glimmering in the sunlight; light bouncing from its stainless steel chains. You hold a single round object—it reminds you of Tron or of the beach—the motion is innate: reach back to the sky and heave towards the monolith. Imagine the pure glide of a disc in flight. Repeat. Repeat. Make Three. This is the game of disc golf.

Disc golf is a game of contrasts. Disc golf is a game of solitude and camaraderie, a game of technical physics and natural motion, a game of subtle challenges and fundamental simplicity.

Disc golf is a game for the masses. From young children to old geezers, the game of disc golf is affordable, accessible, and amenable. It is an opportunity for father and son to bond, for husband and wife to talk, for buddies to compete. No clubs to join, no fees to pay, no caddy to tip; just you, the disc, and the monolith.

Disc golf brings you closer to nature and promotes a healthy lifestyle. The fresh air, scurrying squirrels, and changing seasons offer even city-dwellers a chance to immerse themselves in their own Walden Pond.

Play disc golf. You will not be disappointed.