An overcast day with a bit of humidity. First to step in the tee box, approached my ball and decided to club up. There was a breeze that started blowing in, so an easy 6 iron was more comfortable in my mind. Pulled back, released and a crisp shot went towards the green. Straight with a touch of fade, landing just passed and left of the pin. A little movement toward the hole and then.....gone. I thought my ball could have possibly rolled off or made it over a ridge. Drove up with my dad and still no ball on or around the green. As I walked toward the hole I saw the ball mark just past the hole, slowly approached the cup and there it was, my Titleist staring up at me. A big yell and some “fives” were thrown around. A pretty cool moment in my golf career, but to be able to do this with my dad made it a great moment.