The dream |
Image by Sven
Lachmann from Pixabay
It was momentarily sunny today, so my friend Jane and I
went kite flying. Kite flying fits neatly
into my idea of exercise. You race around because it’s fun, unlike forcing
yourself to do ten laps on a treadmill or riding a fixed bike. The Weather
Bureau said that winds of 25 – 40 kmh were expected so it sounded promising.
What I didn’t understand was that sometimes it would blow at 25 kmh and at
other times it would be 40.
Jane’s very expensive kite shot straight up and then
came crashing down, breaking one of its struts.
My $10 polyester raptor did a bit better, doing graceful arcs for
at least ten minutes, before it got hopelessly tangled in its own string. After about twenty minutes of unravelling we
had another few moments of glory during which it looked like a real raptor soaring
into a now leaden sky. Then the wind
changed and it too dashed to the ground, but not without twisting multiple times and wrapping itself around
my legs, my camera bag and the cords on the front of my jacket. Fortunately, you don't have to be good at kites to have fun.
It took me a week to untangle this |
Aussie Kite Clubs http://www.akfs.org.au
Or the USA and 25 other countries https://kite.org/
Comments