I've had a good streak lately on being called about my lost discs. Sunday I left my Valkyrie laying on my lie and walked away from it. Yesterday I got a call from Charles, a "non discer" who picked it up while walking the park. I was already home about 15 miles away and told him so. He said he lived two blocks from the park and he'd hold onto it and bring it to me next time I came there to play. Can't beat that.