Hubby is teaching me to play disc golf. Here's a photo essay on the lesson. Pictures from Dacey Field Disc Golf Course.
Hubby has a lot of patience. But if I can't see the basket how can I throw the
frisbee disc? "Throw it! Throw it!" He yells.
|There are shovels to shovel off the snow.|
|Whew! It didn't land in the water.|
|I just knew my disc was going to land in the water.|
|Do you see the basket? Neither do I.|
|Hooray! He did it!|