Sand my life is sand…
07.01.10
Last night I went to the beach because it was windy and I figured I’d meet some friends. Which I did. Because I’m a kitepark bum who can at least launch and land kites, I tend to do that, since I’m not down there with my own (Dolly was busy and I am a nervous driver).
I’d one failure. Mainly it failed because someone either hadn’t pumped his leading edge properly or it had a leak. I don’t care what the cause was. Either way, it bent and doubled back on me when I lifted it to launch it. When I say I got completely covered in sand, I mean every single part of me was covered in the stuff. And it was damp, sticky and salty. It stuck to me.
So I’ve one piece of advice. If you want someone to launch your kite, make sure the leading edge is inflated adequately. Cos frankly I don’t like answering questions that go
Jesus what happened to you?
I mean, I was only walking on the beach.