WE PRONOUNCE IT ‘ABOOT’
Wolf Willow Disc Golf was one of those innocent little ideas that quickly spiralled out of control.
It started with, “Hey we like disc golf - we should put a tiny little pitch and putt course next to our campground. So fun!”
It soon turned into, “F*ck it. We’re building a mega-course even if it destroys us.”
And it almost did.
Now it’s here to destroy you.
Built over 50 acres along the South Saskatchewan River — rolling topography, streams, ponds, coulees, forests and fields — this course has everything, everywhere, all the time. Twice.
That's right, we said 'twice'... twice.
Because Wolf Willow doesn't have one layout. It has two. And 2/3 of the course changes completely between the Wolf Layout and the Willow Layout.
Why 2 layouts?
Funny you should ask.
Double Your Pleasure, Double Your Fun!
Wolf Willow was born out of a collaboration with John Houck — legendary disc golf course designer out of Austin TX - genuinely and inarguably the G.O.A.T of disc golf design. www.HouckDesignDiscGolf.com
Small problem: global pandemic. Travel restricted. The legend couldn't visit the site.
So two local amateur designers — Joel Van Der Schaaf and Jakob Martens — became his boots on the ground in Saskatchewan. They walked the land, relayed everything back to Austin, and spent months trying to 'think like Houck'.
After many months of back and forth — clamouring over hills, wading through creeks, hacking through brambles, getting an unreasonable amount of sun and a volume of emails to Houck that bordered on harassment— a design emerged. Things were getting built. They were proud
Then the restrictions lifted. Houck came to see it.
And... he found something even better.
Loving the site he did his own clamouring and promptly drew up something completely different. Craftier. Tighter. More technical. Pure Houck.
Which left everyone with a problem: two full designs for one course. The legend's version, and the one built by two wily prairie boys who'd spent months trying to channel him and had designed something longer, unorthodox, and at times, unnecessarily cruel.
Which one to build?
Easy.
Both.
With two elite layouts, now we can change the course periodically throughout the season — same land, completely different game — and with the number of ways to attack each hole, mastery will feel like a moving target. That's the point. It's a choose-your-own-adventure of epic proportions, where almost every choice ends in a gruesome death - figuratively speaking of course.
Every hole on this course was built to be a signature hole. It starts from the moment you tee off on Hole 1 — a gorgeous downhill par three with expansive views of the river valley — and doesn't let up until Hole 18 drags you back up out of the valley through the woods and leaves you spent, dazed, and ready to do it again.
In between we perch holes over dramatic valleys making for even more dramatic shots, tight wooded windows like frames around a masterpiece, an island tee firing downstream to an island green, and the Tunnel of Fire — a tree corridor planted so the fall colours shift from yellow to orange to red to purple as you move towards a basket perfectly backdropped above the winding river valley.
A course so beautiful that disc golfers will want to get married here. Or try and marry the course (not allowed!)
But be warned - this is not a casual round - it’s a gauntlet. Out of respect for the land we kept things pretty rugged and untamed — because if ball golf is chasing a ball at a leisurely pace through a manicured park , disc golf at Wolf Willow is a gnarly hike through some serious terrain chasing a disc. So if it wasn’t obvious, this course is not cart friendly. This is where carts go to die.
And this course is definitely not for the faint of heart. In fact, if you have a heart condition, consult your physician before coming here. It was built to be challenging - to find your weaknesses and make fun of them. It is our attempt to raise the bar for disc golf in Saskatchewan - and then beat you about the head with that bar.
If we’ve done our jobs you’ll be stumbling out of this course at the end wondering what the hell happened to you - and already planning your return.
It’s a Twofer!
“This course blew my panties to smithereens”
— Your Mom