Damn...for a moment I thought it was gonna be a day/week in the life of a kite post...sort of like:
Sunday: Well, after a long weekend of kiting, my owner went off drinking and forgot to wash me off or dry me. Now stuck in this damn soggy feeling, and I'm gonna have a chronic rash tomorrow, and all so he could go off drinking. I hope his head feels #$%@*& terrible tomorrow.
Monday: Another boring soggy day. Still no sight of my owner. My colours are starting to bleed and I smell like a islanders crotch after a rain dance.
Tuesday: He lives!!! Finally my cleaning session. Left out in the warm sun to dry
Wednesday: SO much for caring. Still waiting outside in the cold and the damn dog from next door got through the fence and look a wizz on my bladder. Just wait, I'll make sure his bladder never #$@%^ing works again.
Thursday: Well, the owner is back. Seems the wind came back so now he's ready to care. Just wait. Burst my leading edge when the wind was a perfect 16knots, now he has to get a new one. Teach him to neglect me.
Friday: Hmmmm. Owner came back muttering about something called an X2. Maybe ist another board for me to make friends with
Saturday: Bastard. Expected to get a new board but instead the bastard has gone out and bought a new kite. Some idea about needing something better than a low aspect ratio...more like low self confidence after the way he treats me. Now I'm stuck with his younger brother who eats his burgers off my bag....its fine...my revenge will come...gonna wrap myself around him while he's on the water and really mess up those new strings of his...