The weekend just gone was a bit of a mixed bag. I spent Saturday standing at the beach with a bunch of fellow kitesurfers waiting for the rain to stop and the wind to pick up. 5 hours spent huddling around the mens toilet block (it's the only building nearby) staring into space whilst the weather continually looked like it was about to change for the better.
By 2 o'clock, whilst we were still laughing and having a good time, we made the call that it wasn't going to happen and went home.
Sunday turned out to be one of the better days of the year. Mostly sunny and the wind built from 12 knots to 25 knots by 2 o'clock. I had some friends from work, Helene and Sam, come along for a lesson and they couldn't have picked a better day. By the end of Sunday they were both working the kite and having a great time. Meanwhile I splashed around with my usual lack of style and generally caused havoc in the water.
No photos sadly as we were all too busy having a good time to even think of bringing out a camera.

Last night Paul and I went for an hour session at snowplanet. I finally landed a big 180 and Paul worked on some rails.

Me hitting a ramp


  Paul works on a rail