I must admit that at least a portion of my negativity toward this course comes from attempting to play it under some nasty, wet weather conditions. My feet were so wet and cold, I felt like Leonardo DiCaprio's character, frontiersman Hugh Glass, from The Revenant. I did manage to avoid any savage attacks from grizzly bears but was never the less, cold and miserable.

Dover Hill Park should be an ideal place for a disc golf course with it's rolling hills, wide open spaces and lots of scattered mature trees. But with the carpet tee pads which were completely saturated, confusing incomplete signage and crummy old, rust bucket baskets, the experience here was less than stellar. In what should be, a simple little nine-hole course, I was as lost as Hugh Glass was in the wilderness.

The baskets are really unattractive, rusted out as they are.

The carpet tee pads are soggy and uncomfortable when wet.

The tee signs are incomplete and confusing. When gazing out from the pad, I was never sure which rust bucket I was throwing to.

Driving here, as I passed park after park, I thought, there are enough parks in this area to build thirty-disc golf courses. But maybe, before any other courses are built, someone needs to take care of their business here and upgrade the amenities.