When the first Splash hit my face during my May 2nd kiting session, I realized that my kiting season has officially started!
It was a splendid day, the swells got as high as my waist, and the wind was shifty. I only managed to familiarize myself with the sport again, 6 months since the last time I kited.
I was left with muscle sore all over my body and exhausted. Kiting is a good way to realize ones own existence - the muscles and tendons and fresh - against the nature. It is refreshing, fulfilling and draining all at the same time. It pleases me.
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