Eagle Point DGC reviews
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sstieg
Experience:
17 years
122 played
4 reviews
The Purge! 2+ years drive by
Reviewed:
Played on:Mar 26, 2014
Played the course:once
Pros:
*Awesome lake view
*Great for hiking
*Great for working on your scramble game
*Great feel for how playing disc golf after a zombie apocalypse will be like
*Great for hiking
*Great for working on your scramble game
*Great feel for how playing disc golf after a zombie apocalypse will be like
Cons:
*Briar patches everywhere
*Minimal signs
*No directional signs
*Not maintained...at all
*Missing #11 basket
*Camouflaged rusty barb wire fence by a few holes
*Minimal signs
*No directional signs
*Not maintained...at all
*Missing #11 basket
*Camouflaged rusty barb wire fence by a few holes
Other Thoughts:
I have many thoughts on this course, so read Cannon15's review if you don't have any popcorn left in your cabinet to get you through the rest of my review. I played with him and two others, so his review is the cliff note version.
Please listen to the theme song of THE WALKING DEAD in order to get the full experience of this review. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=csRuImS8e-M)
First of all let me begin by saying we heard this course was not maintained, so we knew we were in for a rough disc golf experience, but we had no idea what was about to unfold.
When we arrived, we were greeted by two friendly large dogs that were happy to see people at this course. When we were getting our gear ready and gathering our trash from our Arby's stop on the way over, we realized one of the dogs was already across the parking lot with one of our Arby's bags. We quickly ran over to snatch our trash back before the dog ripped the bag to shreds looking for those crunchy curly fries at the bottom of the bag. Once we got our trash back and our gear ready, we headed to Hole 1, only to hear the sound of tornado sirens blaring. With no storm cloud in sight, we immediately realized it was the warning of THE PURGE, about to commence (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K0LLaybEuzA). Since we were far away from home, we decided to go on and play, hoping no one would find us in the woods. After playing many holes, looking for tee pads and baskets, about running into a rusty barb wire fence, getting cut and mangled in the thorns, stumbling down the rough terrain; we finally got towards the end of the front nine when we first encountered other people. At first we thought they were golfers too, but we were greatly mistaken. I could be mistaken, but this was a family out purging. I asked them how they are doing (to gage if they were after us or not), the family of two parents and three boys said they are out looking for bike thieves, as the dad brandishes his hacksaw with a grimacing grin. Luckily for us, they kept on walking past us. We continued to play on and as we were looking for Hole 11's basket, which we could never find, the friendly family comes back out of the woods. I'm not sure if they found the bike thieves or not, but they continued on their way and our lives were spared. Also, the whole time we were playing, one of the dogs (not the Arby's bag stealer) was following us around and running after our thrown discs various times throughout our journey. When I teed off on Hole 15, the dog ran after my trusty firebird that was parked under the basket, and carried it off in the woods. This dog was never found nor the disc during the rest of the round. After our final putt on the 18th hole, after we had to make our own tee since it was nowhere to be found, the sirens blared once more. After our relentless round, we made it through The Purge. We gladly left the course, without ever looking back. This is a trip that will never be talked about, acting like it never happend is best for everyone.
Please listen to the theme song of THE WALKING DEAD in order to get the full experience of this review. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=csRuImS8e-M)
First of all let me begin by saying we heard this course was not maintained, so we knew we were in for a rough disc golf experience, but we had no idea what was about to unfold.
When we arrived, we were greeted by two friendly large dogs that were happy to see people at this course. When we were getting our gear ready and gathering our trash from our Arby's stop on the way over, we realized one of the dogs was already across the parking lot with one of our Arby's bags. We quickly ran over to snatch our trash back before the dog ripped the bag to shreds looking for those crunchy curly fries at the bottom of the bag. Once we got our trash back and our gear ready, we headed to Hole 1, only to hear the sound of tornado sirens blaring. With no storm cloud in sight, we immediately realized it was the warning of THE PURGE, about to commence (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K0LLaybEuzA). Since we were far away from home, we decided to go on and play, hoping no one would find us in the woods. After playing many holes, looking for tee pads and baskets, about running into a rusty barb wire fence, getting cut and mangled in the thorns, stumbling down the rough terrain; we finally got towards the end of the front nine when we first encountered other people. At first we thought they were golfers too, but we were greatly mistaken. I could be mistaken, but this was a family out purging. I asked them how they are doing (to gage if they were after us or not), the family of two parents and three boys said they are out looking for bike thieves, as the dad brandishes his hacksaw with a grimacing grin. Luckily for us, they kept on walking past us. We continued to play on and as we were looking for Hole 11's basket, which we could never find, the friendly family comes back out of the woods. I'm not sure if they found the bike thieves or not, but they continued on their way and our lives were spared. Also, the whole time we were playing, one of the dogs (not the Arby's bag stealer) was following us around and running after our thrown discs various times throughout our journey. When I teed off on Hole 15, the dog ran after my trusty firebird that was parked under the basket, and carried it off in the woods. This dog was never found nor the disc during the rest of the round. After our final putt on the 18th hole, after we had to make our own tee since it was nowhere to be found, the sirens blared once more. After our relentless round, we made it through The Purge. We gladly left the course, without ever looking back. This is a trip that will never be talked about, acting like it never happend is best for everyone.
