Weekend Warrior!

I had a meaningful trip this weekend. When I went to a school in AZ, I used to drive to Las Vegas anytime I wanted. This trip reminded me just that. Just go whenever I feel like it. Only this time, I wasn’t alone, my son Jake was with me

Saturday: I’d been debating about this trip and finally made my decision Friday afternoon. Left 3 am Saturday morning. When I got to the destination, first thing first, I dropped Jake off at kennel. Sorry Jake but dady has to kite

Because it was last minute decision, I had no where to stay. I was calling camping sites and luckily found one cancellation. I didn’t want to set up a tent in dark especially when there is a chance of t-storm so went to the camping site first and set up a tent.

Then SHOPPING time! I always wanted a cool looking board shorts that goes well with my handsomeness (is it even a word?). After two stores, no luck. I decided to give one more store a chance. And there it is! I found one I like, white color with some strips. Perfect! least I thought (stay tuned on this topic).

Headed to local kiting spot and hooked up with DC kiters. Wind started light and I was riding my friend’s surfboard with 12M kite. AMAZING! It felt just like windsurfing. Then back to board shorts topic. What I didn’t realize was that it is white color and when it’s wet, it might become see-through. I kept looking down and front looked ok but who knows about behind(?) the scene. I was afraid to ask those guys. It would sound too gay if I say “yo, can you see my butt?” Well, if it is see-through then, treats for you my fellow women kiters! Later, I did a downwinder. Best downwinder ever!

Sun was coming down so the group broke apart. I brought my own food and bought six pack early, so I was all set. I went to the ocean side beach and set up my mini picnic. Eating dinner on the beach during sunset, watching waves….. No word can describe it.

The best thing about this kind of trip is that I can do whatever the heck I want. After dinner, I just kept driving south, hoping to get to another island. When I went to ferry station, waiting in line, I felt tired so decided to turn around. Maybe next time when I stay longer.

It was dark but still too early to go to bed. I stopped by at another ocean beach. Brought a beer with me. It wasn’t a full moon but bright enough to make my shadow. Yet, I still could see many stars. Just beautiful. I was just lying there, thinking “if I had my sleeping bag in my car, I could have just stayed here over night.” It was windy enough to keep the mosquitoes out but not too cold. Wave breaking sound was music to my ears. I was taking naps off and on about an hour before I went back to camping site.

Next morning, Wind woke me up at 6:30 am. Packed up everything immediately and headed to local beach. I was supposed to meet those kiters at 9 am but I just couldn’t wait. When I hit the water it was before 8 am. What amazes me is that I am here, THE kiteboarding mecca in the US and it’s Sunday AND windy but nobody is riding. I only saw one windsurfer and that was it. Well~ more space for me

Wind was close to 20mph and I was boosting higher than ever! I would say 100 feet but it could have been 50 feet…. or 20…. anyway, the highest jupm in my kite life. Rode about an hour and I felt like really tired and worried about driving back home. So, I decided to head back home. Picked up Jake on the way and started driving again.

It was a great trip but at the end, it was sad to leave the island….