Pros:
This course is the closest to downtown Chi-town. Amtrak gave me 5 hours to kill, so I jumped the #29 to IIT, played 3 rounds and bussed back with an hour to waste on a deep dish slice, a bomber and the Tribune.
Its a sweet, technical little 9, with 4 holes amazingly in the 400+ range, one 167 ft. ace run and the rest 250-290'. The various species of trees range from 15 ft. to mature, but except for #7 are scattered singly or in loosely open groups. There are no elevation changes and no undergrowth to lose discs. The course travels in a tightly-wound infinity symbol, which surely seems like blasphemy to the mathmatically precise.
#1 crosses an open depression to a basket surrounded by small maples.
#2 throws over a 3' wall to a basket backed closely by mature oaks.
#3 throws from under the same oaks to a similar stance across a field, but with one big spreading fir in the middle.
#4 is a shorty ace hole, with a large overhanging tree just right of the basket.
#5 is 446' right hook with tallish shrubs and a cabin-like sculpture in the 1st half, and high-canopy mature trees in the 2nd half.
#6 is shortish, again throwing to a basket under mature oaks.
#7 is long, and traverses entirely under low-canopy oaks with no discernable line. The best route is in from the left.
#8 is long, but crosses an open field in its middle 3rd before entering the mature trees at the end.
#9 resembles #5 in length & vegetation, with the added challenge of a long left hook.
The signage is beautiful but the tees are natural, and a few are very rooty. Benches or tables, and garbage cans on every hole.
Cons:
Its in the middle of all the IIT buildings. If class is changing, you might as well sit down. If classes are in, you might play with frequent stoppage for pedestrians. Best to play weekends.
No C2H6O or C21H30O2.
The only bathrooms are in buildings, which are locked late/weekends, to keep the nerds' yankfests to pictures of the Mars rovers at a minimum. Absolutely no place to pee outside.
Other Thoughts:
The NATO summit was in full swing downtown while I was there. K9 units swept the train 40 miles from Union Station, and hoodied, bandana-ed anarchists with garbage-can lid shields and foam swords roamed around State St. and the Sears [watchu talkin' 'bout, Willis?] Tower. Thank God I could disc.