Lake Sling this morning was quiet.
He expected a wind that would have come and gone without too much effort for the entire day.
L 'kite has always been one of the "games" that most made me dream, along with the snow, which was not even a game yet that was also, and more.
In the rare times when some gust got up I finally tried one of these sails, finally because it is really a great feeling when you can do it straight up in the sky, feel the tension, feel the immense power in the wind as well, is satisfied to caress, well away from any real power to him own. K
makes me try a couple of her sails, I can not remember the square footage (4mq, perhaps), first with a harness with a handle and then type "depower".
Both facilities are exciting, albeit in a different way, more physical relationship with the handle, more controlled with the depower. The thing that a serious effort paradislessico like me in this practice is knowing when to pull right or left ...
The Battle of the kites ..
Other trial "notorious" practice of kiting is .. the "disgroppo" cables. This is also a mess ... I remember when my father took me to fish had his work cut to dissolve all the lines that happen to me often to tie, often lose patience, cut all drew on, it was a certain loss of time, but certainly here with ties of the kite you can not 'do o.. at least, should not own.
It 's a bit like a metaphor for life ... you always want the slide smooth, no problems, but then inevitably arise skeins unraveling, problems to solve, problems. And you should learn to dissolve, rather than undo all the early difficulties ...
Waiting for the wind ....
ohh .. insommaa but ... this wind! ?
Okay, a bit distraiamoci 'trikkeggiando with mountainboard .... (wow what a beautiful table this Trampa ! And that tale is mounted trucks ...) .
Past minutes, but best to enjoy anyway a pleasant day a little 'cloudy, a chat, you remember, take pictures, taste the gravel trying something with the tool above, untap a' more beer.
Igor ... he who is good in the world!
... pass the afternoon in the total, absolute quiet and carelessly spends his quiet hours to see these bipeds spent trying to fly, "that crazy 'sti human!".
Andrea G. 08/05/2010
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