One day a couple years ago I was at Warrior's Path hole 6 I think before they cut out more than half of the trees. It's a huge down shot over a ton of trees and into an open fairway. Me and the group I was with were in the fairway doing our approaches when all of sudden a bunch of discs, like a herd or something, come crashing outta the tree line behind us be-lining it striaght for us. We all scramble to the ground covering our heads like from some war movie or something. Immediatly following the dozen or so discs, kids burst out from of the tree line behind the discs none of them could be any older than 11 or 12 and they are flailing and screaming wildly in full charge! They begin to fight over who threw what as others make for the basket playing right through us. It couldn't have been more than a minute before all the throwing, screaming, running, and bickering is over and the kids ran off towards the next hole. We inch our way back to standing and dust ourselves off as the dust clears. We all look at each other in a daze.
