Tonight was one of those sessions that you don’t forget. The coaches had a meeting at 6pm. I busted out of work and pumped up and headed upwind to the Slick. I started the session off with a backdoor boost (jumping from the outside of the slick into the slick). It was blowing 30 and I was juiced on my 8m Havoc. The coaches were out kiting in front of REAL after the meeting, and I was doing speed runs in the slick all-alone.
It was the best feeling being up there lining up my tack, hunching down to take on the full power of the kite, flying over the buttery flat water inches from land. Then hopping to toeside cutting a huge fan of spray. Then pumping your kite two times on your healside getting up near the island again and sending the kite from 10 to 12 and booting until the ground looks far far away, then floating back down to the water. It’s a great feeling, that’s for sure. I did that for about an hour and a half until I was too powered and headed in. I went to send a huge boost before heading in and my backfoot ripped out of the binding and the next thing I know I was doing a massive one footer. I some how made it back down avoiding injury. I made it back to the backyard, then took some pics and called it a night.