I have flown a few kites in the past. My dad was a good kite
flyer and he flew for over 20 years until he got too sick to
continue. After he passed away, we were going to go through them
and probably sell them or something. I was going through them to
find a large kite for a kite flying friend of my dad's and began
getting nostalgic seeing all them. I began imagining the
time and effort (not counting money) that was tied up in these
kites. I decided that I would fly each kite once before deciding
what to do with them. In the process I have rekindled something
in me. Here is a log of my kite flying since my father's passing.
OK. The kindling died down. I'm keeping this here for future
reference. Who knows....