I told the President that I was going out with the District Engineer to study a possible road that would give us a back yard escape from Buenos Aires in case of an invasion by the enemy at Pulupandan or Bacolod. This is one his major worries. I went out and we came back at 4 p.m. after hiking through the trails on the Kanlaon. The road in that place would be impossible to build in a short time. Our report displeased the President. He then began to make plans to transfer to another locality.