I have had this kite hanging around for awhile. Wally said we picked it up when we visited Mackinac Island three years ago weekend away somewhere, thinking we would fly it, but never did. When I got the suitcases out to pack for our Florida trip, there was the kite, still new, leaning in a corner. I put it in the bottom of my suitcase on a whim. One day in the Keys, Kenny, Becky and Wesley wanted to head down to Key West, another hour and half away. Rather than getting the kids into the car again, the rest of us decided to explore the resort. We found a nice grassy patch with a nice breeze blowing. That makes for nice and easy kite flying!
The secret ingredient to kite flying is…grandkids!