Sometimes I wonder what it is about disc golf that captivates me so much every summer since I found it. To be honest, I wish I could pin it down to one thing.
I think I’ve always been like this with most of my hobbies. A bit of an obsessive. If I can’t live in it fully, why do it at all? I’m not advocating for this mindset, I think it’s pretty unhealthy honestly. But damn, being absolutely lost in it is amazing. I think the other thing I’ve always loved is the connectivity and comradery. It’s such a beautiful open area to just chat and let loose. I’ve had some of my best and closest conversations with people behind this silly piece of plastic.
It’s a breathtaking game, and has taken me to some of my favourite places in the world. I forget where but someone described it as “hiking with a purpose” and I love that. If you’ve never tried it, give it a shot next year. It’s a great community, it’s quiet, and it’s just as fun to be solo. It’s time to be with your thoughts, whether your own or sharing them with others. It’s time outside and to be in nature, and it’s accessible. No green fees, no bullshit. Just chucking frisbees like you’re a kid again.
There are few places I would rather find myself in the summer than outside and being a kid again. Maybe its the closest I get to those “endless days” you used to have as a kid. Where the summer days just never seemed to stop.
There’s always time for one more round.
I love it so much.
