|Griffin Hill Dining Hall and Disc Registration.|
|Would you eat anything prepared by this fellow?|
The disc course at Griffin Hill was given the attention needed for a Nocturnament with glow sticks hung on all the targets and luminarias put at all the tees and lit up before dark. A practice round was done by many and the Fire Marshall started up his record 3 fires.
During this total criss crossing of the estate, all the players registered with the best score keeper we have ever had. (Count ste Pated (DD)) He corralled them all and made them give the full name on registration. He even waited till last to put his own name on the score sheet and did a masterful job of squeezing it in without making it too obvious of a squeeze, graphic wise.
|Count Ste Pated our Scorekeeper|
After registration, placement of lighting, and practice in the waning daylight, dinner was served with an excellent potato soup by Lord Ling which was vegetarian with bacon bits and shredded cheddar to add to one’s own taste…EXCELLENT and in copious quantities. Followed or proceeded by several forms of chicken, chips, hot cashews, hummus, halibut and other snacks. No one went hungry.
|Lord Ling or Count Down the fabulous souper.|
The foursomes were decided at random for the individual scored round of 18 and the scores came in as noted above. The lit discs filled the night and with the intercrossing course we were all able to see the discs strobe and pulse through the evening and smoke.
|The smoke was all fun and swirly. The Fire Marshall made it very scary and check what is coming out of the mists....|
The entire 5 acre course was inundated by smoke whenever the Fire Marshall used the tractor and pushed more wet leaves into his HUGE fire. The smoke and blowing cinders created a home like atmosphere that Devil Mon appreciated. The ambiance was very Halloween Worthy.
|The Fire Marshall or Zombe|
As the play proceeded and the players could not be seen, coupled with discs that were not bright, there was the inevitable collision of disc on ankle for Count Tree Boy, who yelped like a 12 year old girl, according to sources at the scene. He was awarded the Nut Cracker award for the tournament.
The pairing for the Best Disc 9 hole was random using playing cards and Counting On Rain paired with Count Down posted the best score with a -1 and the worst score was a +3. The randomness created a fine balance of teams and allowed for an expectation of playing with anyone.
The awards presenters were the Kevins, or Planet Kevin as they are collectively known. They did an excellent job. There were several awards that needed arbitration and a non biased ear for the decibel level of cheering to award the various subjective awards. It went very smoothly with the awards being distributed to many new award winners.
|Disc Count Kevin|
|Down for the Count Kevin|
Leftovers were taken home and some trophies were found here and may be trophies for the next tournament. A blue Eddie Bauer camera bag, an Olympus camera found on the course, an Artic Zone 12 pack cooler were all left behind and will make excellent awards for the next tournament, and who knows what will be found on the course….
The pagan rites were concluded around 11:30 PM with all the rigs heading out and home to their well earned beds.
|Sparky, Chyna and Porter with glow rings on! Amazing disc dogs.|
|Dr. Death looking for love!|
|In Count ten Ant (before accident)|
|Count E Seat, ringed with his favorite seat.|
|Impaler, hockey anyone?|
|Disc Count, Maybe the head of the Count spiracy….|