Illustrated map of the United States showing the Disc Golf Bug Trail, with a cartoon ladybug backpacking across the country and disc golf baskets marking courses visited.

Ed Austin Park (Fore Palms)
Jacksonville, FL

This was the first stop — even before I knew there would be a trail.

Ed Austin Park is busy. Flat. Open. A place where pedestrians cross fairways, dogs wander through putts, and the field never really empties. It’s not flashy, and it doesn’t try to be.

The first time I played here, I didn’t think, This is special.
I just thought, Let’s see how this goes.

I learned quickly that Fore Palms has a way of teaching patience.
You wait for walkers to pass.
You reset when the line isn’t there.
You throw again.

The tee pads are mixed — concrete, brick, cobblestone — and that alone keeps you on your toes. Some days the course feels smooth. Other days it feels like a pain in the butt. And both can be true in the same round.

I started going early.
Around 8 a.m., when the park is quiet and the light is soft.
That’s when the course feels like it’s yours.

By the time I’m wrapping up, the crowd starts rolling in.
The noise rises. The pace changes. The field fills.

This course didn’t just teach me how to throw.
It taught me how to play around life — not instead of it.

Looking back, this is where the Disc Golf Bug Trail really began.
Not with a destination.
Just with showing up.


🐞 Bug Takeaway

Every journey has a first course.
It doesn’t have to be perfect — it just has to be yours.

This was just the first stop on the Disc Golf Bug Trail.
There’s more ground to cover.

Quote of the week

Faith isn’t knowing how everything will work out. Faith is knowing God will be with you no matter how it goes.

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