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I have nicknamed hole number four on the summer course layout of White River Disc Golf Course "The Devourer." I have lost two discs there—one returned later the same day; one yet to be seen again. I almost lost another.
I threw my current favored driver, my red Discraft Avenger SS, from the tee and watched where it landed. When I arrived at the spot I saw it land, I couldn't find it. After about ten minutes of thorough searching I was just about to consider it lost and move on to the next hole, when I saw a bit of red peeking up from the layer of mulch and dead leaves.
The Devourer thought she had won again. Fortunately, I narrowly escaped her insatiable appetite for plastic.
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