Fathers Day Golf Summer Storm clouds were spewing torrential rain in scores all day. But as mid afternoon approached, the clouds let off just slightly, and I found myself, my dad and brother all deciding that it was indeed, decent enough to golf. We had two hours till dinner would be ready, and for a par 3 golf course that should be a perfect amount of time. The storm clouds were far enough in the distance as it were, to not register quite yet that ominous feeling of uneasiness. So we left, and it loomed. It was dark in most of the sky but light where we were. It circled us. Not necessarily mocking us, but, rather letting us know in its own way of its apparent appreciation for our honoring fathers day with a round of golf. We played to the sound of birds, gophers, and mosquito's with only a fair breeze in the air. It was the kind of breeze that you would find in the center of a storm. A calm inviting breeze. It stayed awhile. Long enough to play our round of golf. I had a few nice shots that day. You know, those kind of shots that you could fist pump to with a Tiger Woods 'ROARR'. My younger brother did good as well, after all, he golfs everyday. But as a 13 year old boy, I see no other way to spend a summer than playing sports. My dad did great as well, for the most part, but, that was rather standard on his behalf. So as we approached hole number 9, the storm had still held off. It let us play that great round of fathers day golf before it swept in with its descending might and all consuming furry. We finished up and headed home. Driving along, rain fell onto the windshield as if it had been thrown from a pale by a small child. A constant wake trailing from the tires. I put my Iphone on the truck speakers. Yeah Yeah Yeahs-Zero came on stabbing through the muggy air. I smiled, looking off into the distance, thinking about how beautiful storms can be and hoping this rain holds off enough as to not saturate the ground. The depths of Hades was a long ways but at this rate it was on a crash course. I thought about how I really wanted to go dirt biking tomorrow. The Canadian National Enduro's was coming up and I needed some more seat time If I wanted to do good. For now, it would have to wait. We arrived home. Mom had dinner waiting. Roast beef. Done to perfection. It was of course a given, excellent meals that is, but nevertheless it was greatly appreciated. We stuffed ourselves. Afterwards, we retired to the living room where we sat and watched dirt bike videos for the rest of the night. Happy Fathers Day

Cloud 9 (General Luna, Siargao Island) is the country’s surfing mecca and is world-famous. International surfing competition is held here yearly. More info here.