6.66 miles of hundreds of runners funneling through a single file trail at night...
I convinced Chitlin to join me for this event in Reading last evening. Conditions ended up being perfect for a trail run; rainy, muddy, and lots of wackos. -> We ran with a teletubby for a few miles until he had to take his head mask off to avoid overheating.
Mile 5ish came to a clearing out of the trees where the blinding red lights of the pagoda became muffled in the fog like a space ship was beaming us up for probing. Instead it was a beer station serving America's oldest brewery's finest lager. We decided to take 5 and enjoy a few.
Post race entertainment involved hot dogs and kraut, beer, soft pretzels, and plenty of candy. Plus entertainment in the form of a dirty old man singing drunken songs about titties and beer with the help of his accordion. He happened to do a great cover of "country roads" accompanied by an uptempo drum track.
A couple weeks ago I attended the Association of Mid Atlantic Aquatic Biologists 2011 conference in Cacapon State Park, WV. As Chitlin and I have been in a frolf frenzy, I searched for courses in the vicinity. The Whippin’ Post was listed on dgcoursereview stating "The Paw Paw courses in rural West Virginia are without a doubt one of the top disc golf destinations in the US. Not only is the disc golf fantastic but beautiful scenery and wildlife abounds."
Absolutely out there- Not the easiest to get to, but well worth it, driving on winding dirt roads over ridges with steep drop offs. The plot of land itself is a gem. A "Paw Paw" sign on the barn and two greeting dogs told me that my google directions had lead me to the right destination. I explored the barn a bit to find a sign pointing to sodas in the refrigerator, a lounging couch, and a coffee can for course fees. I dropped my $5 in the can and headed for the first tee to be greeted by the owner- a wonderfully generous woman, who ran in to copy a map for me... The map shows both courses. I was fortunate to have the course to myself, as I expect it to be most days, being so far from anything. Not a sound to be heard other than a few early spring birds.
The course itself was more challenging than Buchmiller Park's layout. LONG holes, many trees, deep valleys, and water hazards... I intend to return for a weekend of camping, swimming, and frisbee.
