
So I shot a 59 at Richmond Hill disc golf course while on vacation. Hakeber alluded to it in our Asheville Vacay post on our joint blog. I got to the course just before 2pm and there were a bunch of golfers at the park. Turns out they were going to have an intercollegiate tourney and some doubles side action at the park starting up just after 2:15ish. Well my record for playing local action tourneys while on vacation is 2-1 (I suffered my first defeat at doubles in Charleston last year), so I thought I would give a little stab at a rebound round.
My ego was hurt a little from the last course I attempted to play blind. I wanted a little redemption so I signed up for doubles after only playing the first 4 holes. Might as well jump back into it with both feet and playing doubles with a local partner would save me from my mistakes I might make. Well there were only six that signed up so we made the decision to change the format to winner-take-all singles. So here I was now going up against five other players that have played the course many times and I guess I set the expectation for playing well pretty low.
First hole two people get within the circle, myself and another threw into the shule to the right, one to the left and one golfer threw it two times into OB off the tee. I knew this would knock him out of contention as he holed out with a seven (he eventually quit after the front nine). Second hole my drive went right down the right side of a dog-leg left hole. Got a good kick and had an easy three. Third hole I threw pin high about 40 feet to the right in the woods and still saved par. By this point I had cemented myself at the top of the tee box and I didn’t give it up too often. I just played par and didn’t try to force anything which is what you have to do in the woods. I had a couple of putts that should have gone in for birdie in the middle but finally broke the birdie seal on hole 15 with an ace run on the 300-foot downward shot. I must have been about a foot away from hitting chains. It was at this point I knew I had a chance to win it.
Sixteen I got a birdie. Seventeen played it safe and got the par. Eighteen I tried to play it too safe and ended up getting kicked into deep shule and had to fight my way out to get a five. I beat second place by a stroke. Shooting a 59 might now be phenomenal at that course but for playing the course blind it was pretty damn good. The only thing that sucked was that I was paid out in merchandise rather than cash but who cares it was nice to get a win. I am sure I pissed those locals off that day.