My First Kite

  This looks like a good kite story to snack on!
   
  It was in May 1993,my girlfriend, sister and I were spending my birthday weekend at a friends beach house on the coast near Fort Ross.

My sister Sharon had given me a kite, a Skynasauer! Compleate with control bar! This thing had two strings and none us of had a clue! And no instructions included...of course.

We thought you had to let out a little line at a time, trying to keep it in the air.. let out.. crash...wind up and try again.

Eventually we got the darn thing up...and down...and back up again. Why we even got it stuck in a tree once. I was convinced that I had a cool kite, when I returned not even one half hour later with a ladder to retrieve my kite, because someone had wanted it so bad they had broken both lines trying to pull my kite from that tree! HA, I still have that stupid kite!

We had so damn much fun crashing that kite...out there running around laughing and giggling like a bunch of kids............. I was hooked......line and swivel !

   
  Tasty!
   
 

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