A Day at McColluc Park
When I think of that day, I think of the sunny, clear skies that hovered overhead; I think of the parking lot jammed full of car, which were at one point jammed full of people hoping to get in a few rounds on this gorgeous day. I myself was with a group of 8 or 9 friends, and we were there for the same reason. The group represented almost every skill level: we had at least 2 really good players, 4 or 5 'once-in-a-whilers,' and 2 almost complete beginners. Needless to say, this was a fieldsite jackpot for this fledgling fieldworker. I watched as discs flew through the air, sometimes followed by cheers and other times followed by swears. It had been raining the previous two days, so we found ourselves dodging small inland seas of stagnent rain water. Every once in a while someone's drive would come splashing down with a splat and the thrower would then comence to roll up his or her pant legs and remove their shoes. Eventuallly though, the players who really weren't excited to be there wandered off to play on the playground as the rest of us finished. I assumed this would happen eventually, because McColluc Park has one of the longest disc golf courses I've ever played, so I knew that a few would become frustrated or bored and soon go off to discover new activities. At the end of the day, there were some good scores and some bad ones, some good shots and some missed 3-foot putts, but everyone was happy (even those covered in mud from sliding into a big puddle.) I didn't learn a lot about disc golfing that day, but I sure did get a lot of good field research in!
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