Fifteen holes. Not nine, not eighteen. Fifteen. Duck Lake sits on a small private membership in central Michigan, the kind of place where nobody cares about national rankings because nobody outside Albion knows it exists. The layout predates cart paths and cart culture, built when walking was simply how golf worked. Terrain stays manageable throughout, with gentle rises that never punish. Private clubs this size tend to welcome walkers because the alternative means buying and maintaining a cart fleet. At 67 walkability, you can handle the full loop without issue. The oddball hole count means rounds move faster and the routing has its own internal logic. Sometimes the best walking courses are the ones that never tried to be anything else.
