I've been kiting and kiteboarding (ish) for a few weeks now and have started to get a good feel for the control of the kite. So after going on about my experiences in the studio, Carwyn decided to come along and have a go.

So Sunday morning we took to Aberavon beach and he was surprised at how fun standing with a kite is, and after a few hours flying managed to pluck up the courage to have a go at kite buggying.



Unfortunately my strings wore through when Carwyn was flying the kite, which disappointing him for drastically reducing flying time and I wasn't to pleased either. Not that I hold grudges, but he broke my kite.

So we're back in the studio this morning generally looking sun kissed, with a few stories to tell, and the odd patch of sunburn.