We had approximately ten minutes to decide room assignments and throw our bags down before Jason and Philip came to meet us for a friendly (but competitive) game of frisbee golf. We picked up Pia from her aunt’s house on the way so she could play with us. Karen and the girls stayed behind.

The course was in Arendal and was pretty heavily treed which made it extra challenging. It was located in an area that was previously a German WWII something. (History related so my brain mostly just shuts off.)

Time to sort out the frisbees and who got which one. Jason had lots of options as far as the types (putter, midrange, etc.) This sport is new to the Baker family so I was just going with whatever was handed to me. Somehow Philip and Brooks ended up with multiple frisbees and everyone else had one.

We had a little trouble figuring out where the course started. I think somehow we started playing off tee 8. After two holes we ran into a player who knew a lot more than we did who gave Jason the run down. He also basically said we have too many players and we should split up or skip holes. (He was worried about us slowing others down I think which is fair. It was obvious we were clueless but also not really looking to play all 18.)

This trip is maybe proving to me that I’m not as sporty as I thought. On the second hole my frisbee landed in some brush (not at all uncommon on this course or maybe just based on our lack of skill. We spent a lot of time looking for frisbees.) I took a misstep not being able to see the ground due to ground coverings and got a high sprain on the same ankle I rolled on Preikestolen.

I eliminated myself from the competition at that point knowing there was no way. I did continue hobbling around on the path with the group to watch the competition.

Also, Jake accidentally nailed Maddie in the face with a frisbee so she had also self eliminated herself so we walked together. Or limped if you really want to be specific.

There were amazing views up a small incline just barely off course so Maddie and I climbed up to take in the view. It’s hard to see but there are two lighthouses on small islands just off the coast. Definitely worth the small hike up.

The group spend a lot of time looking for frisbees. Somehow only one was lost in a bunch of brush that had thorns in it.

Jason is not competitive at all and never has a reaction when his frisbee maybe hits a tree or something he didn’t plan for.

After 75 mins or so and 8ish holes the group decided to call it. It was getting a little chilly and we were starting to get hungry. That is we decided to call it until Jason realized that Jake was leading by 2 strokes, throws, whatever it’s called? There was a moment of serious hesitation where you could see the wheels turning in Jason’s head as to whether he was really going to call it and walk away or force the group to play a few more. Thankfully he decided to call it.

Time to head to the Bayne house to join up with the girls for pizza.