With the aerodynamic question solved, we headed down to the Deschutes River to test the buoyancy of several flying discs. To make sure our toys didn’t litter the tributary and our pants stayed dry, we employed two Golden Retrievers (Lucy and Ricky) and a Husky/Shepherd mix named Jack.
To our surprise, the Golden’s didn’t live up to their job title – Retriever. Both Goldens and Jack stood chest deep in the water and watched as the first disc floated downstream. And this isn’t a class IV whitewater section or anything. It took a solid 5 minutes for the disc to meander out of view.
Lesson learned, and our later tests of retrieval were accomplished in the shallowest sections. We learned what we could from the buoyancy tests (and watched the dogs get covered in mud). But we couldn’t get that first disc out of our minds.
We knew that the river flowed through a spillway about a mile downstream. After loading the soaking, stinking dogs back in the car, we drove to the spillway. Miraculously we spotted the floating disc about 100 yards upstream, slowly making its way to us. With the danger of the spillway just below us and the incredible depth and current from our recent Spring runoff, we didn’t feel it was safe to deploy the “retrievers” on this rescue attempt.
Greg felt bad because his Goldens let this disc slip by, so with lightning fast reflexes and a keen mind for ingenuity, he leapt into action. Greg grabbed a giant stick wedged above the spillway and from the bridge was able to spear the floating disc and bring it to shore. In one heroic effort, Greg saved our Deschutes River from superfluous debris and lived up to his new job title – Disc Retriever.