We've
been getting pretty into disc golf, and even travel to far off and
distant places to get in a round. A few weeks back A was off in video
camp so N and I went on a mission to try out assorted disc golf
courses, and we drove as far Newport and Bradford. It was sort of
cool exploring areas we never go to, and the courses were nice. The
first place we visited was near Lake Sunapee in Newport, and we got
lost in the process of trying to find it. The course has the same
name as a fish and tackle shop, so the directions took us to the
wrong place. We asked a local business if they could help us out and
none of them knew, though they were nice and helpful. They got on
their computers and did a Google search for us, telling us that we
needed to go to the Lake Sunapee resort, about 15 minutes away. We
drove over but in our guts we felt something wasn't right.
The
ski hill is nice and the the course required purchasing a lift ticket
and golfing your way down the hill. I didn't want to spring for a
ticket, and I still wanted to find the real course. There was a guy
in the parking lot who gave us the rundown about the ski hill course,
and when I asked him about the Newport course, he knew exactly where
it was. He told us to drive through town and go to the high school,
so we turned around and headed back. N noticed that on the guy's car
he had a disc golf sticker on the window, so we lucked out in finding
the right person to ask. Driving back through town, we found the high
school as well as the first tee for disc golf. The course was nice,
weaving through the woods and a rec area, and it was 18 holes so it
took us a couple of hours. It was hot and we had limited time because
we had to get A, but it we enjoyed our time. We planned on one day
doing the Sunapee course, but that's for another time.
The
next adventure was up in Bradford. Again, we couldn't find the darn
thing, and ended up in the mountains deep in the woods. The
directions were once again all screwy. It's very rural up there and
there was nothing in the way of gas stations or stores to ask for
directions. I ended up stopping at a home business (the guy was a
welder) and asking if he knew of a disc golf course. He said I needed
to find the high school (of course) and gave me directions on how to
get there. Sure enough, we drove back in through town and found it at
the high school, Oxbow HS. I'd heard of Oxbow and didn't realize it
was in Bradford.
This
course was really nice, one of my favorites, and we enjoyed playing
it. A good combination of killer wide open shots and challenging
woodsy ones. Plus, it was free.
I
packed a lunch so N and I had a picnic and then stopped in Fairlee to
get ice cream and the famous Whippy Dip, or something like that. Then
we headed to video camp to pick up A.
We've
had some fun adventures with disc golf, and I'm sure they'll be more.
Until
then, thanks for reading, and thanks to Doug Cash for the pic.
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