Freedom In The Sky

It is interesting to read about revisiting kites with the memories that go along with them.  On my way home in the evening yesterday I stopped to fly at an abandoned soft ball field.  It's not a great place to fly but when the wind is out of the west it is at least possible.  So I opened the trunk, pulled out my original Zephyr & gave it a go.   Wind was the usual choppy gusty variable mix of three to eighteen measured just above my head.  Did I make progress toward advanced flying?  Not hardly.  But I did enjoy myself & remembered my early flights with that very kite in many different locations as it was my only decent kite for some time.  Only flew for thirty minutes & stopped before I broke it.  I have used up a number of spares on the old Z in the past.  Sun was going down & the wind died as I left.  Got my kite fix, had a marvelous time.  SHBKF