the first time i got kite serious air
over on the rugby fields near cannon hill park in Birmingham,
stack of two flexifoil super tens "remember them" with those padded wrist straps, in an absolute howling gale.
fuck me the biggest fastest scariest air i ever got i was yanked bodily up about six feet, fuck i thought this is ace, then a freak gust caught me and i sailed up another ten at least, shit i thought am going to die
the sheer violence of those stackers in a high wind is something to be believed.
the float is of course non existent i came down fast and hard in the mud and got dragged through the mud and dogshit for a bit.
i wrestled the kites back into the bags and fucked off sharpish, nobody saw it, it must have been quite spectacular.
( amoebaboy chose for death by unga bunga on, Sat 29 Jan 2011, 19:49, Reply)