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Then, off to Harlingen. I hunted down the only other disc golf course in the Rio Grande Valley. Turns out it’s a pretty OK course (which means it’s approximately 2,452% better than my nemesis course just down the road in Freddy Gonzalez Park). The pictures above are from the newer, cooler course. The fourth one is a weird brick in the grass. I think maybe it’s a distance marker (350 feet), even though it was in the middle of nowhere. The course isn’t very well marked. I spent a lot of time trying to figure out which basket corresponded to which tee.
Maybe it was laziness, or maybe the fatigue of constantly teeing off and putting at various angles to the 30-mph wind, but I gave up after 8 holes. It was fun, but some of the pure joy of a nice drive was taken away by the climatic situation.
Then back home, stopping for tacos on the way. Since then, I’ve been wasting time in a variety of ways, each more pointless than the last. Except my brief chat with my honey. That is always pointful.




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