Staring down the course from the top of hole 1.
So here it is! Time for another expidition into the mountains to through little round things around. All because Dave wants to distract everyone else from doing work. I think he wants to graduate before everyone else.
Staring down the course from the top of hole 1.
So after taking the lift up to the top of the course, we stare down the course. Uh oh... I have a feeling we're going to lose some discs today! But at least we have the consolation that we'll have a good view while wandering around in the muck seeing which bush the frisbee could have landed under.
The basket on hole 3.
Well, we made it down to hole three. Damages: lots of dirt in shoes, half a bottle of water, one frisbee, and some bruised egos.... That's right Chris is tied for the lead. This can't possibly continue.
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Look at us make fools of ourselves! Now here's a question for you... Why do I look so silly when I throw? My theory is that nobody knows how to use my digital camera. They either get me when I'm aiming (which is I suspect I'm really doing in the picture above) or after the frisbee is gone. However look at the great shots I took of Charles, Dave, Shashi, and Volker. Yeah. I suppose I should mention that that tie for the lead rapidly disappeared. I think Dave was 3 or 4 strokes ahead of me by now.
So we've made it through a few more holes. Don't ask the score. I mean Dave always wins. I suspect there's a reason he always keeps score. Frisbee count: 2 lost frisbees. Will the madness never end?
Ah ha! Charles shows his true colors. His throw swings towards the brush at the side of the hole like a magnet. Yet he still manages to get a clear shot at the basket. How unfair.
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As usual, Charles' shot goes straight for the shrubbery. This time he chooses to aim at a 100 foot pine tree. This is actually his favorite tree on the entire course. He aims at it every time. This time the tree makes a grab and manages to hold onto it. Charles just says, "I've got to play it where it lies!" No penalty for him on this hole.
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Well, up the tree he goes. This disk is a good 30 feet up. After 6 or 7 tries he gets up the first few feet to the lower branches. Then as everyone else "patiently" waits, he climes the rest of the way. Finally he throws. At least it makes it out of the tree. Now you know why our games last 6 hours when we go to Solitude!
Dave is keeping his eye on that scorecard. My suspicion is that he wants to be within reach of the card in case anyone discovers any of Dave's "mistakes" which invariably put him in the lead. That way he could grab the scorecard back and make sure nobody "cheated" by "fixing" those "errors."
Ocassionally they move the baskets. Of course, when the baskets are 300 or 400 feet away through underbrush and forests, it is often hard to spot. When someone finally spots a speck of orange through the trees, everyone lines up behind that person to see if they too can see the basket.
Chris stirs up the dust during his throw.
Dave prepares to launch his frisbee.
Shashi surveys the scene before throwing.
Volker tries to fly like the birds after throwing.
Finally, we make it to the last hole. But what a hole. The basket is 1200 feet out and probably 300 feet down, and we all take our chances and launch our firsbees over the edge. Dave makes it all the way to the bottom in one throw! Unfortunately, his aim is way off and his disk lands on the opposite side of the hill from the basket as well as deep in the brush.
Sadly, Dave loses his disk. Finally, half an hour later (after the rest of us had finished the course) Dave gives up, takes the penalty and shoots a different disk. Final score: 4 lost frisbees, 1 ownerless disk recovered. Net loss: 3 frisbees.
Last Modified: Friday, September 6, 2002
Pictures From: Saturday, June 30, 2002
Chris Wyman (wyman@cs.utah.edu)