I got ahold of a VHS video camera for a class project while at Ball State, and couldn’t resist seeing what I looked like throwing my Golf Discs for the first time.
I was 19.
The first orange one was a Roc. An Aviar Putter was next, then a Stingray. I also threw my Wham-O 165, I think to compare what these Discs did versus a regular Frisbee.
I had been playing for 3 years by this point, and as you can see, wasn’t very sophisticated. There weren’t many of us. In fact, in the four years I spent at Ball State from 1991-95, I only once saw others throwing actual Golf Discs there besides myself. There was no course closer than Indianapolis.
That’s College Avenue United Methodist Church and the Wesley Foundation just south of Ball State’s campus.
It would be another 4 years before I’d encounter Disc Golfers who knew what they were doing when we moved to Michigan State in 1995 and I encountered the Capital City Renegades. It’s really there when my passion for the game took off.
