Feed the Trees: An Adventure for Death Putt

A chill wind pushes through the twisted orchard as bone white thorns thirst in the underbrush yearning for their yearly offerings. The thicket crowds a lonely metallic structure in an opening. Autumn leaves create a makeshift diaz for the creaking chains. A gothic emblazoned number eighteen is carved into the silvery band. The final frisbee disc golf basket for the inaugural Holle in One tournamen…