Day of Rest

After a quick hour and a half drive to Lahaina for dinner at the Pioneer Inn, still not sure what exactly made it so slow, volume?, where we dined on delicious Mai Tai's, wraps and wings, we came back to Kihei to chill. We are such picky eaters. 

My Knees Doth Protest

Yesterday, Kite Beach had magnificent wind and beautiful waves. During my session, one thing became clear to me about my kiting style that needs improvement. I need to grow some balls. Big ones! Being a chicken isn't working for me anymore. 

For starters, I need to ride in the back more where one can find the larger surf. It is very smooth between the larger waves. While I have ridden out there many times, I tend to frequent the less crowded area with the smaller rollers. The choppier section.

Also, I use those rollers as ramps. Too often I setout to get some air, once in the air, I panic, I quickly sheet the kite out so I return to earth. Bam! Mission accomplished. Back on the water.

Between the chop and the landings my knees have decided to strike. Either I get it together or they are going to quit working for me. 

I guess I better get it together. The gauntlet has been drawn.