A Father–Son Session at The Dome – Turning Stone Resort

There’s something about returning to Turning Stone Resort that always feels familiar. Gus and I have played its courses in the sun, the rain, and everything in between — but this time, it was The Dome that called us back. On a cool morning, with a light mist outside, it just felt like the perfect place to shake off the rust and share a few swings together before we hit our round at Shenendoah.

Walking into The Dome is like stepping into a golfer’s playground. The sound of crisp iron shots echoing off the walls, the faint scent of fresh turf, and rows of golfers chasing that perfect strike — it all brings a smile. Gus and I grabbed a bay and settled in, alternating swings, teasing each other about old rounds and mis-hits that have become part of our family golf lore.

What I love most is how golf always finds a way to reconnect us. Between his military reserve schedule and grade 12 and my work, we don’t always get as much time together as we used to. But here, surrounded by the thump of golf balls and the soft glow of TrackMan screens, it felt like we were right back where we left off — just father and son, laughing, competing, and talking about which course we want to tackle next season.

After our session, we lingered for a bit, watching others work on their games and chatting about our favourite Turning Stone rounds — Shenendoah , Atunyote, and that tricky little Sandstone Hollow. The Dome might just be a practice facility on paper, but for us, it’s another chapter in a growing collection of memories that golf keeps writing for us.