A mate of mine in a fit of rage after a very bad session with an intense "birds nest" threw his bar and lines in the bin. I pulled it from the bin, opened a beer and sat down to begin the untangling, it took about an hour and was sorted. I charged him a 6 pack for the job. ![]()
This was in the very early days ~2001 He never went back to kiting but it did galvanise his love of windsurfing ;-)
DM
You missed Mick wrapped like a mummy several times. Arms, legs, the lot. Don't know how he survived this long!