Last night I finished the Penelope Cat kite. Sewed the hems and made the rod pockets. Gosh, she looks good. Today I got the spars and the line for the bridal. Wanted to fly her so bad that I endorsed the idea of going to the beach before supper and flying. Being the optimistic soul, I checked the wind and saw a downward trend as the sun set. And the current winds were around 16 mph (or so the internet said). So one would think that by the time we got to the beach things would be calming down. Foolish me. The winds were blowing the sand across the beach as they blew in off the ocean. The only kite that made it up was the Firefly. And it hung up there beautifully. Nothing I brought with me, including Penelope, could take the wind. So to avoid damage, I flew nothing. Bleah!
I am trying to decide what kites to take to the Blue Ridge Kite Festival this weekend. I want to take some of my larger kites and put on a show but I’m afraid there won’t be enough room. And I don’t want to deal with crossed lines, cut lines and damaged kites. Neither mine nor anyone else’s. I want to take a variety but taking everything is overkill. I will never come close to flying them all. And then there is the weather prediction. Winds around 20 mph and an 80% chance of thunderstorms. Most likely, whatever I do take will remain in the bags. Oh, what to do, what to do!
It is a given that most of my handmade kites will go. Pepe Le Pew, Penelope Cat, Kokopelli, and the pan flute. Oh, mustn’t forget the Green Bay Packer. I guess I will decide at the last-minute as I am putting bags in the car. And on the day of the festival I will wish I brought this kite or that kite. But that’s just the way of it. And, in the end, I will still say; “A good time was had by all”. So keep you’re fingers crossed that the weatherman is wrong. And I will try not to take every kite I own.
Fair Winds All.