I grew up in northeast Ohio and I come home to play at Young’s Run in Warren and at Sims Park in Euclid fairly often, but these days I live in Gainesville, Virginia, which is near Manassas. The main courses I play down here are Sherando Park in Stephens City, Burke Lake Park in Burke, and Pratt Park and Loriella Park in Fredericksburg.
I’ve been working on my backhand really hard lately. I’ve been one who, after several childhood’s worth of baseball, naturally preferred a flick, but when I saw that all the best players were able to throw longer and more accurately backhanded, I realized that I needed to commit to it.
Anyhow, I’m finally getting the whole idea of a "nose-down" release, and yesterday in high winds I let loose with my best backhanded drive yet. It stayed low, but really glided about 250 feet (very long for a backhand for me) and it ended up about fifteen feet from the basket. As soon as I released my putt, the wind gusted right in my face and lifted my putt up and over the basket. It finally landed about 3 feet away on the other side. I laughed, but I was still kind of annoyed, so I went and picked up the disc and chucked it at the chains hard - and hit the front of the basket.
The best four. Ever.
I played in a nice little tournament in Winchester, VA, this past weekend and won 3rd place in the beginner division with a 70 (par 57). The guys running the tournament were able to raise a couple of hundred bucks for the local food bank with tournament entry fees and merchandise sales.
Sherando Park’s disc golf course is my favorite place to play around here. If you’re ever in the area, it’s worth a stop - it’s about an hour and a half west of Washington DC near the intersection of I-81 and I-66.
I added Sims Park to my list of Ohio disc golf courses I’ve played - thereby doubling the size of the list. Sims Park in Euclid is really great! What scenery! And like I mentioned in my review, my brother lives less than a mile and a half from the park. How sweet is that? He can go anytime!
Perhaps the coolest part of the whole trip was when my nephew spotted a bald eagle flying west along the shoreline. A moment later, we saw a second one fly and nest in the same tree.
If you live anywhere near Cleveland, Sims Park is worth the trip.
I played my first round of disc golf in Ohio this weekend. I played at Clarence Darrow Park (Young’s Run) in Warren, near Kent State’s Trumbull Campus. My best friend Ben and my daughter Lizzie came along.
If you haven’t been there, it’s a fun course with a nice layout.
My beautiful wife, who is 9 months pregnant with a due date of 11/9, loves to walk along with me while I play. It’s nice to have a companion like her. That way I get all the good company without the slower play that comes with having several players in the same group.
One of the courses I play locally here in Virginia is brand new. In fact, it’s so new that only nine of the planned eighteen holes are open. The seventh hole is separated from the rest of the course and not well-marked. The first time we came to play the course we never even found it. It’s about a quarter of a mile away from both #6 and #8, which are right next to each other. No big deal, though, because I’d bet that they’ll be set up better when all eighteen holes are open.
To make a long story short, my wife didn’t feel like walking all the way back to #7, and who can blame her? She’s about to pop, right? So I trudged on back there, said hello to a couple of day laborers who were working on the course, and proceeded to let loose with my best shot ever. I gave my Firebird a flick and sent it way out to the right of the basket. It swooped back to the left over some bushes and small trees, and then cut back hard to the right and headed straight for the basket. I thought it had a chance to go in but it clanged off the pole on the fly and stopped right next to the target. I was so excited that I jumped up high in the air and shouted, “YES!�
I turned to the two guys who had stopped working to watch my shot and said, “Did you see that?!� One of them looked at me like I had three eyeballs and said, “Yeah, but isn’t it supposed to go into the basket thing?� I could only muster a humbled “Yeah, I guess so,� before heading off to get my disc.
Thankfully, my wife heard the ring of my disc hitting the post and heard me yell right afterward, so she believed the tale of my best shot ever. Without those, she might have thought I was telling fish stories.