I know that some people call it “hippy golf”, but nothing beats 18 holes of disc golf on a mild fall morning. Brisbane and I headed out to Redan Park in the Bug with the top down on Monday morning. We have a history of fierce competition between us dating back to high school, involving those folded up triangles of paper that we called footballs. Basketball, badminton, tape ball (baseball in a warehouse), croquet. You name it, we’ve clashed in some epic battles. We approach disc golf in much the same way, with trash talking and belittling before the first throw. Once the game begins, however, the tenacity takes over and the tournament of egos begins.
Redan Park is beautiful and well maintained. Besides some adolescent graffito, it’s really clean and natural. Open fields, some pine scrub and plenty of hardwoods mix together for a super nice course that is challenging and sometimes frustrating after an errant throw that puts you in one of the many slow flowing streams. I’ve been coming here since the mid 90’s and always have an enjoyable time. If you haven’t played disc golf before, give it a try. Discs are pretty cheap and you can GET outside. By the way, I won by one stroke. It should be called “hipster golf.”