This is just a funny story I like to share.
Monday the 2nd of March I was throwing my putter around neighborhood waiting for my ride to league.
A little practice never hurts.
Grip lock took control and my putter landed on the roof of some old women. I did the right thing and knocked on the door. She answered and gave me permission to get on her roof but not get in her backyard.
My first thought was how can fly up there for my retrieval. I thanked her for her help and walked around back to think about this impossible task of not setting foot in the yard but stepping up on her roof.
I commando styled her block fence and balanced my way to the roof. With some skill the disc was in my hand and I made my way back to the ground.
I went back up front and started throwing again when I got a phone call from my mother, had to answer,
We had been talking for a couple when I noticed two police cars heading in my direction.
I told my mom I will have to call her back and the reason why.
Police officer 1 and 2 got of the car, asked for my DL, and told me to sit.
I explained why I thought they were there and was told I was right about the situation.
I could go to jail for BE and trespassing. Cop 2 was a real dick. Cop 1 on the other hand saw my disc bag and asked me questions about the sport, why I had so many, and if the disc I went after was worth it.
I spoke with deep passion to every answer. He handed back my DL and said I was free to leave. He also knocked on the old lady’s door to explain that I was not putter her in any danger and that I was not lying about my disc on her roof. She laughed and ask him (cop 1) to appologiez to me.
So, one disc almost put me in jail and a bag full kept me out.