Funniest/weirdest thing you've seen on the course

[KzooKid]

Well this didnt actually happen to me but my buddy told me he was playing at a course one time and he caught up to this couple and they let him play through. Well a few holes later, he looks back across a couple holes and sees the same couple screwing, standing up! Could my buddy be lying? Very possibly, I let him borrow my NHL 08 game for XBOX360 and he still hasnt given it back so his trustworthiness and credibility is questionable. Still a funny story.

 

[KzooKid]

Women suck

...no offense women

I love women... For a night! lol just kidding. We are all equals.

 

[clbcrew]

well i guess thats alright then. as long as it wasnt fat people in speedos and bikinis.



wait was it?

well she was a little chubby..

 

[Monarch]

I played belmont in dayton yesterday and around hole 5 or 6 I saw at least 6 dead squirrels all within 10 yards or so. my drive ended up practically on top of one. very strange and creepy..

 

[Haagen-dazs-disc]

A gravestone

There's a disc golf in Eureka, CA. and there's a cemetery in front of the disc golf park. And on whole one, between the tee off and the basket there's a grave stone. Looks very old, and it says gorge Washington on it.

 

[colodiscgolfer]

In college, I went out to the course with several of my buddies the morning (perhaps afternoon) after a long night of partying. My one buddy, kind of a dirty hippy, brings his very untrained dog with us. We all made 32 ounce bloody mary's to bring to the course with us... so it was 'that' kind of round. We all tee off on the first hole, and then comes up my hippy buddy with the dog. The dog keeps jumping at him as he winds up in the tee box about to throw, and he keeps yelling at the dog to get away. Eventually the dog backs off a couple of feet and he lets the disc rip. Of course, the dog goes immediately after his disc... As the dog is running at the disc, I tell him that if the dog moves the disc, that he has to play it where it lies when the dog drops it, my other buddy who plays a lot of tournaments quotes some imaginary rule number 12.35 something something, and the guy believes us. He's fairly new to the sport so he thinks we're being totally serious, so he starts chasing after the dog yelling for it to stop. The dog picks up the disc, and starts running back towards us at the tee. The hippy guy puts his bloody mary on the ground, and starts pulling out discs from his bag and hurling them at the dog, still yelling. He wasn't a very good shot so the dog was in no real danger. So now the dog gets all excited, and starts jumping around right in front of him still with the disc in his mouth. The kid has now thrown everything he has with him including the bag itself at the dog. Now the dog decides to bolt off towards the lake on the course, still with disc in his mouth, and of course knocks over the kid's bloody mary along way (personally my favorite part of the story). The dog goes out swimming about 50 ft into the lake, and then lets go of the disc which drops down into the murky depths, never to be seen again. We f'd with him for a few more minutes about his lie, which we told him was now a water hazard penalty while he gathered his discs, cursing at the dog all the while. After he put the dog back in the car and came back, we finally let him know that we were just f'ing with him, and let him take a drop where the dog originally picked up his disc.

 

[Midnightbiker]

In college, I went out to the course with several of my buddies the morning (perhaps afternoon) after a long night of partying. My one buddy, kind of a dirty hippy, brings his very untrained dog with us. We all made 32 ounce bloody mary's to bring to the course with us... so it was 'that' kind of round. We all tee off on the first hole, and then comes up my hippy buddy with the dog. The dog keeps jumping at him as he winds up in the tee box about to throw, and he keeps yelling at the dog to get away. Eventually the dog backs off a couple of feet and he lets the disc rip. Of course, the dog goes immediately after his disc... As the dog is running at the disc, I tell him that if the dog moves the disc, that he has to play it where it lies when the dog drops it, my other buddy who plays a lot of tournaments quotes some imaginary rule number 12.35 something something, and the guy believes us. He's fairly new to the sport so he thinks we're being totally serious, so he starts chasing after the dog yelling for it to stop. The dog picks up the disc, and starts running back towards us at the tee. The hippy guy puts his bloody mary on the ground, and starts pulling out discs from his bag and hurling them at the dog, still yelling. He wasn't a very good shot so the dog was in no real danger. So now the dog gets all excited, and starts jumping around right in front of him still with the disc in his mouth. The kid has now thrown everything he has with him including the bag itself at the dog. Now the dog decides to bolt off towards the lake on the course, still with disc in his mouth, and of course knocks over the kid's bloody mary along way (personally my favorite part of the story). The dog goes out swimming about 50 ft into the lake, and then lets go of the disc which drops down into the murky depths, never to be seen again. We f'd with him for a few more minutes about his lie, which we told him was now a water hazard penalty while he gathered his discs, cursing at the dog all the while. After he put the dog back in the car and came back, we finally let him know that we were just f'ing with him, and let him take a drop where the dog originally picked up his disc.

That is crazy

 

[solomon.trenton]

In college, I went out to the course with several of my buddies the morning (perhaps afternoon) after a long night of partying. My one buddy, kind of a dirty hippy, brings his very untrained dog with us. We all made 32 ounce bloody mary's to bring to the course with us... so it was 'that' kind of round. We all tee off on the first hole, and then comes up my hippy buddy with the dog. The dog keeps jumping at him as he winds up in the tee box about to throw, and he keeps yelling at the dog to get away. Eventually the dog backs off a couple of feet and he lets the disc rip. Of course, the dog goes immediately after his disc... As the dog is running at the disc, I tell him that if the dog moves the disc, that he has to play it where it lies when the dog drops it, my other buddy who plays a lot of tournaments quotes some imaginary rule number 12.35 something something, and the guy believes us. He's fairly new to the sport so he thinks we're being totally serious, so he starts chasing after the dog yelling for it to stop. The dog picks up the disc, and starts running back towards us at the tee. The hippy guy puts his bloody mary on the ground, and starts pulling out discs from his bag and hurling them at the dog, still yelling. He wasn't a very good shot so the dog was in no real danger. So now the dog gets all excited, and starts jumping around right in front of him still with the disc in his mouth. The kid has now thrown everything he has with him including the bag itself at the dog. Now the dog decides to bolt off towards the lake on the course, still with disc in his mouth, and of course knocks over the kid's bloody mary along way (personally my favorite part of the story). The dog goes out swimming about 50 ft into the lake, and then lets go of the disc which drops down into the murky depths, never to be seen again. We f'd with him for a few more minutes about his lie, which we told him was now a water hazard penalty while he gathered his discs, cursing at the dog all the while. After he put the dog back in the car and came back, we finally let him know that we were just f'ing with him, and let him take a drop where the dog originally picked up his disc.

now that made me smile a lot. it sounds like something i would do

 

[JoshBusche27]

Yeah good story man.

Great way to start off a Friday at work!!

 

[ChrisMacG]

When we played Chavez Ridge DGC at Elysian Park in LA we came across someone's hand drawn gay porn stash by the 18th basket. There were a few stained pages ripped from a spiral notebook with naked men drawn in blue ball-point pen and a pair of sunglasses. We looked around but didn't see the culprit, took photos and have laughed about it ever since.

 

[JoshBusche27]

When we played Chavez Ridge DGC at Elysian Park in LA we came across someone's hand drawn gay porn stash by the 18th basket. There were a few stained pages ripped from a spiral notebook with naked men drawn in blue ball-point pen and a pair of sunglasses. We looked around but didn't see the culprit, took photos and have laughed about it ever since.

Oh... I see, you took photos... for yourself, to use... later... I got ya, uh-huh...

 

[solomon.trenton]

Oh... I see, you took photos... for yourself, to use... later... I got ya, uh-huh...

now that is just a gross visual

 

[Taka]

Snowmass Ski Area, Colorado 2002 or so, a big group of us lifties and local discers are playing the "employee happy hour round". This is when the lifties and friends who worked that day ride the last chair up and enjoy a round with cold beverages and have the whole course to ourselves. JOY!!! Anyways we are buzzed and get to Hole 14. Ryan Trubey's drive goes the furthest, just to the left of a grove of trees on the right. As we get to about 100' of his lie, a fox comes out of the woods. He looks at the disc (he, because he had a big cock n balls), looks at us, then proceeds to lay a big ol' deuce on the disc!!! We are laughing hysterically and can't believe what we have just witnessed. The fox dismounts and just stares us down until we are about 30' from the disc. He peers down proudly at his steamin' loaf, looks up and gives us one last stare, sneers, nods and goes running back into the woods. Unbelievable. We figured the foxes deuce should translate into a deuce for Ryan but not the case.

 

[mike shoys]

on hole #6 (over pond, with a few people fishing and walking around it) in willits, ca. we have a rule that if you have to shoot 3 times in a row, on the 3rd shot you have to pull your pants down and finish the hole with em down. my friend hit a bunch of trees. on his 2nd shot he only had to throw 15 feet to not be furthest out. his disc goes end up and slowly rolls all the way downhill (75-100 ft) to the pond. he quickly takes his pants down and runs downhill to get it over with quickly, throws, his a tre and rolls again. we're all going hysterical and almost passing out from laughter while random people watch in wonder at this anxious dude run down the hill in some curious george boxers
and frantically try to throw his disc uphill and run out of sight while we blew his cover

 

[DSCJNKY]

Snowmass Ski Area, Colorado 2002 or so, a big group of us lifties and local discers are playing the "employee happy hour round". This is when the lifties and friends who worked that day ride the last chair up and enjoy a round with cold beverages and have the whole course to ourselves. JOY!!! Anyways we are buzzed and get to Hole 14. Ryan Trubey's drive goes the furthest, just to the left of a grove of trees on the right. As we get to about 100' of his lie, a fox comes out of the woods. He looks at the disc (he, because he had a big cock n balls), looks at us, then proceeds to lay a big ol' deuce on the disc!!! We are laughing hysterically and can't believe what we have just witnessed. The fox dismounts and just stares us down until we are about 30' from the disc. He peers down proudly at his steamin' loaf, looks up and gives us one last stare, sneers, nods and goes running back into the woods. Unbelievable. We figured the foxes deuce should translate into a deuce for Ryan but not the case.

I had a fox come out of the bushes and "hunt" my disc. I had taken a shot and as I walked to the disc I saw a fox come out of the bushes and stalk my disc. It slowly creeped up on it and finally pounced upon it... but, then realized it wasn't something "alive". Confused, it sniffed around for a while... and then trotted away. I thought it was awesome.
DSCJNKY

 

[nicemeup]

I was on #16 at Victor Ashe Park in Knoxville, TN and I see all these high school kids in Insane Clown Posse t-shirts with their faces painted like Brandon Lee in "The Crow." They were making a pile of something on the next fairway. I finish #16 and head over to the 17th tee and see they are piling up bottle after bottle of Faygo soda. I've never even seen Faygo in Tennessee, so I'm guessing they "imported" it from Michigan or somewhere. This pile is 15 feet wide and right in the middle of the fairway. They see me on the tee and at least get out of the way while I bombed one of my better drives from the elevated tee and go on to finish my round.

I came back later that week and there was a giant patch of brown brown grass and plastic bottle fragments where the pile of soda bottles was. I have no idea what they did - maybe lit some M80s in the middle of the pile? Damn kids!

 

[Jaysus]

Are these human?

 

[discgolf757]

One time some of my buddies and me were playing some rounds, and we were all walking down to get our discs, my friend threw his buzzz right as my other friend was turning around and it smacked him square in the forehead, he had a huge lunp on his forehaed! oh, the disc was 178 grams too, =P

 

[skinner21]

hole 18 at jericho lake has a creek that runs along the right side. one of my friends puts it in the drink but it happened to land in an area where it could be seen/retrievable. this is rare because the creek is rather deep and muddy so if a disc hits the water it is ussually gone. but since it is so muddy he is hesitant to go in out of fear for the interior of his car. as we are trying to fish it out using a stick a stranger comes out of nowhere to ask if we need help. we say no thanks we got but he sticks around. after a few minutes he politely asks he can give it a try. he goes at it for a few minutes then out of nowhere he drops the stick and climbs into the water and mud and gets the disc for my buddy. he then gives the disc back and continues on his merry way with mud half way to his knee.

now this was not a regular as we knew most of the people on the course, nor did he work for the rec department. The area is rather secluded, so the guy could not have been just "walking by". In fact, we had no clue as to where he could have been going as he had no discs and seemed to be just wandering throught the course. He didn't seem to on any kind of drugs, just some guy hanging out.

to this day this is wierdest thing I have seen on the course and gives more evidense to my theory that the oddest things happen when you are stoned.

 

[Midnightbiker]

Are these human?

I don't think so. That is a think bone for a human. I may stand corrected, but if I am not mistaken, they look alot like horse bones. Either way, still a strange thing to find on the course.