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Disc golf novice just a little teed off
Deceptively simple game takes practice and patience, writer learns at Town Park course

Staring down the hill that overlooks the west end of Bloomsburg Town Park, I calculated I was about 420 feet away from my target disc-golf basket. I factored in the wind, made sure my grip was right and pictured the Frisbee-like flying disc arching gracefully toward its goal.
Then I threw it.
It slammed into a pavilion less than 100 feet away. Seven shots later, I had quintuple bogeyed the hole.
Disc golf, I learned quickly, can be just as frustrating as regular golf. But unlike regular golf, it's cheap. You can play with little more than two $8 flying discs.
The Town Park Improvement Association recently installed a nine-hole course for disc golf that zigzags through the east end of the park. The course cuts between trees, over the lagoon and down to the river bank.
Here are the basics of the game:
ð You start each hole at a tee-off area. In Town Park, those are marked by wooden posts and small boxes filled with mulch.
ð From that tee-off area, you throw a flying disc. They're called discs and not Frisbees because the latter is a trademarked name.
ð You play your next shot from where the disc lands, or where its roll stops.
ð You repeat that until you land your disc in a metal basket with chains hanging above it that takes the place of a golf ball's hole.
According to Professional Disc Golf Association representative John G. Duesler Jr., the motto for the sport drawn up by its founder was "Whoever has the most fun, wins." That's the kind of sport I can get behind, especially when I'm 30 over par.
Easy to understand, tough to play
Disc golf is a simple game to understand, fun to play, but difficult to master.
When I tried to play the course with a regular $1 disc from a dollar store, I scored in the teens and 20s on most holes.
Jason Welliver, 25, of Bloomsburg said it's taken him weeks to learn his way around the course.
Welliver, a senior account executive at a local financial company, has been playing the game for three months, ever since he discovered what the metal baskets in Town Park were. He's now trying to form a league to play on the course.
He has built up a collection of about 20 discs that he — like most serious disc golfers — carries around in a bag slung over his shoulder as he plays the course.
Some discs are meant for short putts, others for long drives. Still others, "I really shouldn't have bought it, but I just like to see it fly," Welliver said.
The discs have awe-inspiring names like Archangel, Dragon and Cheetah, but essentially, they're all round pieces of plastic about 8.5 inches wide with varying degrees of flexibility.
X-misstepping
On a recent Wednesday afternoon, Welliver let me borrow a set of his discs, and we played the course.
Before we started, Welliver showed me something called the "X-step." It's a run-up to your first drive that's meant to give you more distance.
The first time I tried it — on the first hole — I looked more like a goose that had gotten into brandy than someone attempting to play a sport. I nearly tripped myself, and then I forgot to throw the disc because I was concentrating on my stepping.
The second time, Welliver suggested I forget about the "X-step" and just take a slow walk-up. I did, and the disc went flying.
30 over par
It was the first of the 59 throws I would take on the par-27 course.
Welliver, who threw a 39, said that over time, you learn to curve your throws around trees and away from water.
I wouldn't mind just learning the latter. In my round Wednesday, I lost two discs in the drink — one to the park's lagoon and one to the Susquehanna River.
But with every shot, I pictured my disc flying straight, and I checked my grip. And while my shots kept curving, they seemed to improve ever so slightly.
By the second-to-last hole, I had gone from quintuple bogies to plain old single bogies. It was enough to make me want to practice, to iron out the flaws in my throw and never to have to watch a disc sink beneath the surface again.
So Friday, I did the most practical thing I could to improve my disc-golf game.

I bought a driver disc that floats.

Peter Kendron can be found during his lunch breaks at Town Park waiting for his driver to float to the side of the lagoon. Call him at 387-1234, ext. 1312, or e-mail him at kendron@pressenterprise.net