Chaser0909
Par Member
Today I had to go to the Texas/Mexico border for work (McAllen, TX). Prior to going, I coordinated with the local DG club in order to meet up and play their new course that plays on an old golf course.
I flew in this morning, did the work thing, and then met up with 4 guys to play a course that probably averages 350' per hole. We had a great time, and the course is going to turn into something amazing as it matures. I was able to share Vibram with a DG community that is relatively Vibram free (when I travel I try to bring a disc and leave it to the card/round winner as way was to say thanks for taking me around, and to share the rubber). The guy that won the disc was excited, and has been bragging about it to all his FB buddies in the local group.
The craziest part of the day though came when I got back to the airport in order to return to Houston. Since it was a one day trip, I only brought my DG bag, and a tablet on the plane. When I went through TSA on the return flight, my bag was flagged for something inside ("large round circular objects"). Part of the process included a pat down, and when they ran the pad through the computer, it started going nuts. Immediately everyone in TSA perked up, and about 6 agents came by and they all escorted me to a holding area where they stayed, and I got the super special TSA screening. I assume they thought I was a flight risk.
I fly a few times a month and have never had this happen to me so I was kind of interested in the process. (I wasn't too worried since I'm not a terrorist =p ). After about 20 minutes of going through my stuff, special screenings, etc. We had the chance to talk a lot about disc golf.
A few of the agents realized I wasn't a threat, and started asking a lot about it. One of them even said that the morning supervisor had been trying to organize an outside activity for the agents, and that disc golf was on their short list. They didn't know what it was, but they said after talking with me for so long that it sounded fun. The local DG club president knows a TSA agent, and has already put feelers out to try to make it happen.
When all is said and done, I'm now sitting on the plane, about to return to Houston. The positive substance that caused all of the drama was nitrogen, and apparently it was all over my pants and shoes when they scanned them. We all agreed that it was probably from the golf course fertilizer.
#TrustYourRubber
I flew in this morning, did the work thing, and then met up with 4 guys to play a course that probably averages 350' per hole. We had a great time, and the course is going to turn into something amazing as it matures. I was able to share Vibram with a DG community that is relatively Vibram free (when I travel I try to bring a disc and leave it to the card/round winner as way was to say thanks for taking me around, and to share the rubber). The guy that won the disc was excited, and has been bragging about it to all his FB buddies in the local group.
The craziest part of the day though came when I got back to the airport in order to return to Houston. Since it was a one day trip, I only brought my DG bag, and a tablet on the plane. When I went through TSA on the return flight, my bag was flagged for something inside ("large round circular objects"). Part of the process included a pat down, and when they ran the pad through the computer, it started going nuts. Immediately everyone in TSA perked up, and about 6 agents came by and they all escorted me to a holding area where they stayed, and I got the super special TSA screening. I assume they thought I was a flight risk.
I fly a few times a month and have never had this happen to me so I was kind of interested in the process. (I wasn't too worried since I'm not a terrorist =p ). After about 20 minutes of going through my stuff, special screenings, etc. We had the chance to talk a lot about disc golf.
A few of the agents realized I wasn't a threat, and started asking a lot about it. One of them even said that the morning supervisor had been trying to organize an outside activity for the agents, and that disc golf was on their short list. They didn't know what it was, but they said after talking with me for so long that it sounded fun. The local DG club president knows a TSA agent, and has already put feelers out to try to make it happen.
When all is said and done, I'm now sitting on the plane, about to return to Houston. The positive substance that caused all of the drama was nitrogen, and apparently it was all over my pants and shoes when they scanned them. We all agreed that it was probably from the golf course fertilizer.
#TrustYourRubber
