The Ocean Sucked Up Another Frisbee

Have you ever wondered how many frisbees there are in the ocean?  I can tell you there are at least four because that is how many I've seen lost ocean in the past year.  Not just regular frisbees, but the kind that look like a donut - like the one in the picture below.

If you've ever played with a frisbee like this, you'll know that there is a metal ring inside it that makes it fly like a dream.  And if you are like me, you need all the help you can get with your frisbee tossing skills.  I can't throw a regular frisbee to save my life!  I've had lessons from all sorts of great people, but not one of them has been able to teach me how to throw it properly.  That metal ring not only helps the disc fly extremely far, but it also makes the frisbee sink.  And you wouldn't believe how fast that sucker will sink.

The first time it happened quite unexpectedly.  My son and I were tossing the frisbee and congratulating ourselves on how far we could toss it and how much fun we were having.  And then, plop, into the waves it went.  And disappeared in under 2 seconds.  How can that be?  It was neon yellow and it should be easy to find, right?  I saw it...right there...it must be here...why can't I find it?  And then some tears (mine) and some anger (son's) and then oh well it is gone.  Bummer.

So we bought another one.  And the same darn thing happened.  Despite our promises to be more careful and not to play with it too close to the water. 

Last November we were walking along the beach and we saw a father and son playing with the same kind of disc.  And wouldn't you know it...after a few tosses...plop.  Into the waves.  We watched them searching for it in just the spot it went down.  No luck.  A shrug of the shoulders from the dad and a panicked look and some words from the son.  (Apparently it was his brother's disc and they had promised to be careful with it.  What do you want to bet it wasn't the first time they'd lost just such a disc in the waves?)  I empathized and told the dad a short summary of our same experience.  We laughed together.

And then Christmas came.  What luck!  My son got not one of these frisbees but THREE from his wonderful Auntie S.  Two large sized ones and one mini.  Hooray!  We can play frisbee again!!  But not at the beach said my son.  We won't make that mistake again.

So guess what we brought with us to the beach last weekend.  Yup, one of those frisbees.  And guess what happened.  Yup, the same thing AGAIN.  Would you believe it - after ONE toss.  I tossed it to my son and the wind was blowing pretty hard and it whipped that pink disc right into the ocean.  It went under the waves and got buried in the sand and boom.  Gone. Gone. Gone. Gone.

Good thing we have two more of them at home so we can try again.