Kite Flying School

Here's proof that a 3 year old can fly a kite!
I had a great day teaching the kite flying class
on Jekyll Island Beach. It turned out to be a great day for kite flying
except it was a little cold. I think that it got up
to about 60* today but with the sun shining it was perfect.

Class participants and first time kite flyer's
were, Anna Adams, Shelby, Jackson, Madi and Jonathan Kirkland. Not pictured, Mother Kirkland, "Amanda." Reagan and Emma Mae were just along
for the free wagon ride. Class went really well and all were
able to get their kites in the air and maintained.
I think that they were all very pleased with
themselves and would like to try and fly again some time.
I for one am always up for teaching kite flying school.

Notice the little pink suit in the upper left hand corner? It's Emma Mae crawling away.

Kite Flying (memory from daddy)
Yeah, when I was a boy on the mill village, we used to make our own kites, a roll of twine from the cotton mill and we would fly them for hours. We would fly them out of sight, you could not see them but could still feel the pull. What fun we had in 'Kite flying season' as we called it. The materials we used was dried fennel sticks, the best paper was the kind that the meat market wrapped the meat in, and cotton string. Tie the sticks together in shape of a cross, run the string around the four points of the sticks, lay it down on the paper, cut about an inch or so outside the string all away around. Mix some flour and water and spread it all away around the string and fold it over. After it dried, it was glued tight. IF you needed a tail, just tear some strips of some old cloth together and attach it to the tail(bottom) of the kite. Next you would need a 'bridle', a string attached to the top of the center stick to the bottom of the kite . Then find just the right place to tie the ball of string to the bridle.We never 'ran' that much to get it up in the air, if the wind was blowing good, we put our backs to it and started 'juking' it as the wind caught it and before you knew it, it was up in the air. Oh what fun it was. I learned it from my older brothers and the older boys from the mill village. Great great fun. Billy Crenshaw/Daddy/Papa