Kite flying is great fun. We purchased several while we were in
China and had an old-timer there show us the ropes. Running and
pulling on your kite is over. You stand in one position, hoist the kite into
the air and voila, it’s airborne.
Families and friends attended the kite-flying event in
Parksville, BC. We arrived in our Ural and grabbed more attention than usual
because Frank wore his kilt under his chaps. He loves the freedom of the kilt
and will go through most lengths to wear it.
In the field, we flipped our kites into the air and set them on the wind
currents. I have a little one that looks like a penguin and Frank’s is a large
red squid. We’ve invested in long cords and can send our kites so high that
they are nearly unrecognizable.
Back at the bike, we answered questions about its origin,
mileage, maintenance and overall enjoyment. I encouraged the ladies to talk to
their husbands about giving up their solo bike so that they can enjoy the
comfort of a well-padded seat and the open expanse.
Ural riders have a style of their own. |
The red dot is Frank's red squid. |
Ready for lift off. |
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