It's been another hurry up and wait for wind kind of day. We sat around in our bugs for most of the day, chatting and, well, waiting for wind, which finally arrived at 4 pm. There was a mad scramble for kites and a few peeps hit the deck as the sudden strong winds lofted them in the air and set them down none to gently.
I was somewhat overpowered even with my NPW and though I had lots of room to play at the north end of the playa, I felt worried about my rapid speed gains each time I did a turn. So finally I wrestled the wildly bucking piece of green and purple nylon into its bag and walked the bug back to buggy camp. Ken says a day without an injury is a successful day but I am a bit disappointed in not being able to get in a little more flying down on this beautiful kite playground.
Peter Lynn kites sponsored the evening's BBQ and Steve and Craig, two guys who kite buggied across the Sahara last year, provided a slide show and presentation. All in all it was a great day on the playa even if I didn't actually end up with a kite in my hands for very long.
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