Monday 27 December 2010. Balmy evening, wind around 13 knots, beach packed with people trying to cool off after a 40 degree day. I'm down there with a visitor from Germany, swimming in the shallows. Suddenly a barechested show pony kiter on a massive white Cabhrina and surfboard comes flying past him 5 m away, trips, comes off his board, almost dropping the kite into the crowds. My friend nearly sh..t himself...
In and out the obnoxious show pony goes, always in the surf zone, cutting through the bobbing heads of swimmers, kite faltering at times, losing ground walking up the beach with an overbearing swagger, kite over the children and bikini babes, a true exciting ambassador for our sport. Well done, mate, wow, the skill level
Wonder where your crew of mates were who did the same on boxing day??
Time us kiters self policed and agreed on not kiting these popular crowded beaches unless the wind is over 20 knots and the crowds have left. The alternative is that we pretend its all good and then whine like wronged victims when the local beach user association petitions Stirling Council to ban kites at Scarbs/Brighton etc
