General

Learning how to control the kite proved harder than I had expected. It turned on the slightest pull into an exaggerated dive, then I would overreact and pull wildly with the other hand. It never ended prettily. When Eric flies it he seems so serene, and the kite a reflection of his mind in the sky; graceful thought patterns and even temperament. Maybe that's why I crash it every time, I can't say my head's like that. But one day I'm gonna get it, I'm gonna be the most zen-ist damn zen person around and that kite will dance like Bramwell Tovey himself is conducting.

By singtome, September 29, 2014.
General

This wasn't some tissue paper and stick creation you might see in a school yard, this was a dual line sports kite with a polyester sail and carbon rods. It sailed above me, slicing the air, dancing like a seasoned pro. The kite tugged at the strings so hard it pulled me to my tip-toes and then several yards forward, if the wind was any stronger I'd be flying too.

By mudslide, October 14, 2013.