This is a picture of Lake Michigan taken from my window today . It reminds me that not so long ago (in geological terms, of course...) the lake was a giant glacier. No snowkiting this weelend, maybe next week.
We finally got some snow here in the Midwest, and on Friday night I heard from Maurice that he and his buddy Jim were going to hit Grass Lake for some snowkiting. We arrived to the lake at 10 AM, and stayed until 4 or so, and I must say that the place was incredible. There must have been eleven kiters out on the lake, all sharing the stoke. I spent most of the day flying Jim's 3m foil, and learning kite etiquette. Maurice was on a 8m Flysurfer foilkite, and Jim was on a 12m Cabrinha. The wind must have been 11-12 mph gusting to 16 or so, and there were around 4 inches of snow on top of black ice. By the end of the day I was feeling comfortable enough to put my Liquid Force up in the air, but the wind had died, so I flew it just for a few minutes. The thing flies beautifully, so next time it'is play time!
Some final comments: For those conditions, 12 meters was OK, but people were asking for a little more wind, or more kite, so maybe 15 would have been better for a 170-180 pound person.
Jim rigging his Cabrinha
I am waiting for the shuttle to take me to Salt Lake City airport. The sky is clear, despite the fact that it snowed all night... The mountains must be full of fresh powder, but it's time for others to enjoy it. I had my share of beauty, Jessica did too (it's our honeymoon!!!). Someday we will be back, that I can say.
This is the first log of 2011, and it is about kites. Today I put up the Liquid Force 12 m in 15 mph WSW, at Montrose. The safety features, the most important part of the kite (for me) work fine, but even at 15 mph it generates too much power for snowkiting, which is amazing because 15 mph is not a lot, but it means that most likely I will need another kite for this purpose. Let the gear accumulation begin!
I started windsurfing as an excuse to visit my brother in Tarifa, Gibraltar, his usual windsurfing spot. The moment I stepped on a board I was hooked. I love windsurfing because it's fun, it took me to amazing places, and because I met wonderful people through the sport.
This is my story, I hope you enjoy it...