It's a lovely piece of Northwest forest property with towering cedar trees, an abundance of ferns, a creek running through the property, a deep gulch and rolling hilly terrain. It's rugged. The initial traill walking from the # 1 tee area pretty well sums up the course in one easy word, R-U-S-T-I-C.
I understand the back 18 uses the same 18 hula hoop targets as the front 18. I'm sorry! I think I was able to locate 18 tee locations for one course but I really only found the # 18 tee area for the back 18. I liked # 18 a lot but one hole does not a disc course make. It's the finishing hole throwing across the gulch. It's a little easier throw than the # 18 on the front 18.

I searched and I wandered and I trailblazed and I looked at the moss growing on the north side of the trees and I took sun locations. I had left both my compass and sextant at home. My sherpas had all gone home. I was out of food and water and the llama had died. Times were desperate and so was I. It was getting dark and cold. There was nothing left to do but give up the hunt and go on. I left a defeated man. The back 18 had won. I couldn't navigate it to save my soul.

I gave it the old college effort. Without signage, this course was extremely difficult and frustrating, beautiful but more frustrating than anything.