Let's Go Fly a Kite

The kite has flown. Many times. It's like riding a bike - I skinned my knees a few times in the beginning, but now I can fly that bad boy like a pro. Swoops. Swirls. Sweeps. And that kite pulls on the arms. Today the wind is blowing 15-20 mph on the beach, and I just about had my arms pulled out of the sockets a couple of times. Very cool with the wind whistling through the guide wires. Now, after three days of flying my kite I'm ready to upgrade.

Albert sent me this article today. I'm ready for kite surfing (except for the fact that I'm not that great a swimmer and my balance is a bit suspect). Let's go fly a kite.