Today was another rainy day. The weather in the morning was supposed to be good so my parents and my sister went for a walk up the mountain. I am finding myself watching them leave the house to go on hikes a little more often than usual. Maybe it is because it is summer for me, but I really don't know. After they got back we all got ready to go play the championship of the ongoing Queenstown frisbee golf cup. We decided that a 15 stroke lead for the kids was about right for an even match. When we got up to the first tee the wind was ripping off of the lake and it made for a very hard couple of holes. After two holes we had lost 7 strokes....so much for an even match.
On the tee box of hole three the wind died down and we decided to start the game over. We ended up coming out of the gate strong, only losing 2 strokes in the fourth hole and making up one of those strokes on the fifth. On the sixth hole we almost won! My dad's shot started out looking great, seeming to arc right around the tree and it would have if it weren't for the wind. The wind grabbed it and shoved it into the tree, the frisbee stuck like the branches were covered in glue.
I immediately ran over to the base of the tree and started body checking it trying to get the frisbee out. After about a minute of staring at the tree trying to make it drop the frisbee with our minds, my dad said "Peter, go get it." I was immediately excited and started to climb up the tree, I ended up cutting my arm on something and figured that a branch was going to snap so I dropped down. My dad jumped up and started climbing it. We directed him to the frisbee and he got it.
We made it to hole 12 before we had to delay the game due to weather. We saw a big rain cloud drenching the lake and turned around to sprint back to the car. When we got back to the apartment we chilled out and worked while it rained. After dinner we decided to finish the game, the kids ended up winning the championship. All in all it was a great day.