Somebody out there in the disc-golf world [”Outdoors: On and Off Course,” Aug. 1] must not know about the bad karma rule. My husband and I went out to Richmond Hill about two years ago with two putters and two drivers, new, with our names in them. We played a couple holes, then decided to take a walk because the course was too crowded.
We buried our discs in the leaves at least 50 yards off the course, only to find them gone when we got back. Never, ever got a call. As you can imagine, we haven’t been too excited about the sport since.
So much for the karma theory. (Our number is on the back of the discs. Maybe somebody regrets it by now.)
— Robin Knupp