If it is cold and there is snow and ice then you might as well go fly a kite.
Ryan and I saw some kiting on the waters of British Columbia, but it was warm and people were in their wet suits. Out here, it is freezing and people are in layers upon layers under their snow suits.
Friends of Ryan’s from the program are into and getting into kiting. Apparently it is helpful to know how to snowboard before trying kiting because learning to manipulate the kite and the board at the same time is too much for any one mind to do effectively. Did we let that stop us from trying? Heck no!
Ryan did pretty well. At first he just tried working the kite, without the board to get a feel for the wind and using the bar. There were a couple of instances where he got pulled along on his own two feet. That done he then tried the board. A fair portion of time was spent on his butt, however, the wind wasn’t the greatest for this type of adventure and he did get some steam going for short bursts.
With a little help from some friends:
Maybe if we move to someplace reasonable for kiting, with a little more practice Ryan could look something like this:
One thing that continually amazes me about the people around here in Ryan’s program is how friendly and helpful everyone is. The folks here WANT to share their experiences and WANT people to try out new sports even if it means sharing their very EXPENSIVE equipment. There is no hesitation. I guess you could expect such behavior from people entering into this type of program but how consistently it applies across the cohort is a good testimony to the heart of this program.
Of course, getting to the folks who were kiting meant hiking all the way across the great frozen terror that was the lake. It was covered in about 4 inches of snow so that made it seem like you were just walking across a big field or meadow and we didn’t hear any creaking and there were full sized pick up trucks driving across. Denial is a wonderful thing sometimes.