It'll Be on the Roof

Tweet

I have never been a golfer. It was just never my thing, although I have done it a few times just for fun. But even then, what I do I'd never in a million years call actual golfing. It's more akin to just aimlessly whacking at balls on a giant piece of acreage. Yes, "balls" was made plural on purpose. At the Galesburg KOA campground one of the activities they offer to guests is 9-hole disc golf. We have no idea what we are doing, just choose a disc each and throw them toward the baskets. It's still fun, we make up our own rules, and we certainly won't be going pro anytime soon. In any event, there were three of us and we were only able to return two of the discs. Shooting for the 8th hole I gave my disc a nice throw only to have it go slightly in the wrong direction for me and return the "tink, tink, clack" sound of it hitting the metal roof of the nearby maintenance shed. "You will find the 3rd disc on the roof of this building," is the only appropriate caption for this picture. We still had fun, and we had a good laugh about that. It would have been funny had I been able to get a shot of the KOA grounds guy climbing a ladder to retrieve the lost disc. Oh well, maybe next time.