Also seen at the aquatic park in the same day...

the naked thong sunbathing guy on hole 11 fairway...
and then on the fairway for hole 15...

in the shade of a willow tree, an obviously naked woman with a guitar, strumming her heart out and being videotaped by another woman (clothed). We were all being entertained slightly on the tee until she stepped out into the sun and showed us the moon... she had to be about 60 and there was horizontal crack!!!! AAAARGH!!! My eyes... no wonder we couldn't see her knockers, they were behind the guitar at her waist.... she finished her song and put her dress back on, and walked away. We were glad we couldn't hear the song, as it might have been one we liked...

the rest of the round was hard to play while constantly laughing....

i once saw a dude at lake park in lewisville, tx playing the course with a tennis racket and tennis ball...hitting the ball from the tee down the fairway, picking it up and hitting it toward the basket to putt, etc.

a few months later i saw the same dude at northlake in denton, tx and he was playing the course also, but this time he was using a 9 iron and a racquetball.

strangest.dude.ever.

At Dretska in Milw on hole one. We had a wait so we were playing catch hot day so a few of us had our shirts off. Well someone led my buddy Brian for a catch little did he know he was lead right into a trash can. The trash can is one of those metal kinda cheese grater design on the sides. Well he proceeded to basically rip off the tip of his nipple and grate half of his chest. It was to hard not to laugh. He still played 2 rounds that day

:oYOWZERS! Thats gotta hurt!

I saw somebody in Fl. run full bore into an M-17 while trying to play catch in the dark! He took it OUT!!! One of the best tackles ever. I'm laughing just thinking about it and that was in Jan.!

Moffit Park, Houston TX. 2am in the morning during a night golf session in 2003, saw a police car parked next to hole 16s pin. Another one was parked on 4s alternate. We played right through them without even being hassled. No lights on our disc. But one of my drives went right over the car on 16. Thought he would have seen that for sure but apparently they were distracted for some reason.

I dont know what they were doing but they were relocating the cars every 15 minutes or so.

then the time during another night session when we came around the corner and it looked as if hole 17 was on fire,... and it was well the trees behind the pin. (darn bums)then chasing him right to where the cops were waiting.. priceless

i seen two bums fight for a can of budwieser from a party that was goin on in the pavillion at the course....they almost killed eachother.

hmmm, that gives me an idea for entertainment while scores are being calculated lol :p

this would be all to easy in Houston. :D

I came up to Hudson Mills Monster #4 last summer, at about 9-10am. This local bum was sitting on the bench right next to the pad, drinking a beer, with 5 or so unopened cans sitting on the bench with him. So he says-"I found these beers in this trash can. Do you want one?" So after we finished the beer...

No, I told him it was too early to start for me, but I shared his enthusiasm for the score.

A bobcat was spotted at Castle Hayne last week.

You sure it wasn't a "Jaguar", or a "Wildcat"?

:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D

...or a Puma or Lynx or Cougar?

or even a cheetah!!!

Cheetahs are rare now, they stopped making them.

Me !!!!!! :eek:

Cheetahs are rare now, they stopped making them.


Cheetah II's are even rarer. /msgboard/images/graemlins/smirk.gif

Cheetah 2's or Cheetah eleven's?

I'd love to have a Bobcat at our course. Sure make mulch hauling easier, but the skid steering could get tricky on the hillsides. ;)

Instant Karma at the British Columbia Open last week-end. A guy and his gal are riding their trendy easy rider bikes thru busy Queen E park and the guy sees the action and sez to his gal "Disc golf, what a stupid game." They stop right where the action is, MPO's rippin drives across a long pond, and my Bro Lukie fires off a killer drive. Easily clears the pond and nails the guy right in the rib cage. He gets this disgusted look on his face, bends down to pick up the disc (probably to throw it or break it in half) and I say" Don't touch that!!! The disc is in play! Can't you see that a tournament is in progress?" Him and his gal ride off sheepishly.

After seeking shelter from a mid-summer afternoon thunderstorm in a small, covered picnic area at Cedar Hills in Raleigh, a friend and I waited until the rain had stopped and we continued with our round. We both took a par on the first hole after the break and proceeded down toward the next tee.

This is when we both looked up at the fairway of the hole we were just on and saw a crazy looking man walking toward us wearing nothing more than a pair of boxer shorts. No shirt, no pants, no socks, no shoes, just his underwear. My friend turned to me while the strange man was still out of earshot and asked me if I thought we were going to be killed. Realizing that the man had no weapons (where would he have them hidden?), I said that I thought we would be all right.

As the half-naked man approached us, we exchanged greetings as if nothing were out of the ordinary. We conversed with the man a little while longer, and learned that he was from somewhere up North (no surprise there) and he was visiting the Raleigh area. I politely asked him if he realized that he had lost his clothing somewhere along the way. He explained that he wanted to play a round, but since it had just rained and he didn�t have any clothes he could get wet and muddy, he had removed his clothes on purpose. Amazingly, that explanation made sense to my friend and me, although it didn�t make the situation any less creepy.

Being the Southern gentlemen that we are, we asked him if he would like to join us for a while. He accepted the invitation and we ended up playing almost a full round with him. There were many, many awkward moments, however, as the hole in the front of his boxers did not secure his anatomy very well while he was throwing, picking up discs, walking, climbing, or doing just about any thing that required him to move. Eventually, the round was completed. We said our goodbyes and drove home a little confused about the experience we had just had.

A drunk passed out under a tree, sleeping on an open 40.....

chuck,
was his name peter? we have a guy here in Richmond, Va known as naked peter. he is frequently seen playing in only his boxers (i think his favorite are the blue silk ones) and has also been reported to the police for walking around naked (which usually happens after dark). he throws only one disc, mainly sidearm and is avoided by many of the regulars down at gillies creek. he somehow stole the advanced division from me and several others last year at our weeklies. he has dark hair with a skunk spot. if you ever see this man again, please do not ask him to join your group, chuck his lone disc in a lake, creek, etc. and continue with your round. that should get him out of your hair :D

I'm confused...what's wrong with a little nude golf?

OH MY GOD!! I had forgotten his name but he looks just like you said and I know he's from Richmond. Please, keep him there.