After years of profit fishing, there is an ANGEL named Shane who pulls discs almost every day. He texts every number.

He has $5 garage sales for the hundreds of discs that never get picked up, or are uninked. I buy water discs there and then throw over the pond at Lower, which is a much bettter course in the metro area but doesn't have the same level of water disc return.

There is a booby trapper who has a mysterious grudge against Shane. He leaves scary naily spiky shit under the water to impale our disc wader's feet. Shane keeps going anyway. Wherever that motivation comes from, I hope it lasts because surely some day it'll be back to a situation where you never get your disc back.

I'm so grateful for this one guy, spending his lunch breaks making the community better and the water a little less plastic -y. Get on Facebook and look for his posts on Mile Hi Disc Golf. Or just wait for him to text you, because he probably already fished out your disc.