Shocked by the sound of chains

One of the great things about disc golf is the way, when you think
you've seen and experienced it all, something happens to make you
realize you in fact have not. Such was the case for me today at Black
Mouse DGC.

After two decades of playing disc golf, I can't remember anything like
what happened today. I want to describe it in detail, and ask you, the
reader, to share anything similar.

Hole 11 at Black Mouse is (choose your adjective): devious, frustrating,
challenging, ridiculous. I'll try to describe it the best I can. From
tee to basket, "as the crow flies", it's uphill and maybe 250 feet. But
the terrain slopes steeply from left to right, and 80 or so feet from
the tee the so-called fairway narrows to an opening maybe six feet wide
and 10 feet tall. After that point the hole dog-leg's sharply to the
left. On the left of that opening is a literal wall of redwood trees,
and to the right is more trees and a continued downward slope. So you
pretty much have to aim for that tiny gap and throw something that will
bank left after passing through, or just sit down, to give you an
extremely steep upshot. Click here to read the rest of this post.