It may be the weather (endless rain, cold howling wind or no wind) or it may be exhaustion (on-going basement renovation, garage being built and more landscaping using up every spare minute of my days) but lately I've found it extremely difficult to even work up the desire to put a kite in the air let alone actually do it.
I went out once in the usual crappy breeze for about an hour and really felt no love for it. I was just doing the motions, in a swarm of mosquitoes, planning what I had to do next when I got home.
Our local kite festival is coming up in days. It's normally my favourite local event. This year it feels like an obstacle in the way of more important tasks and I'm already planning how I can minimize time there to maximize time elsewhere.
WSIKF is a real dilemma for me. It is 11 days out of my life when travel time is accounted for and it's just two months away. Even worse than sticking to my plans and going is going only to find I'm there is body only, not spirit or mind. I could easily end up resenting the whole festival especially if a perfect storm situation evolves with bad weather and general lack of enthusiasm from me. That is not a winning combination.
Am I alone feeling this way? Does anyone else ever get to this state? What do you do? I must assume rolling up the kite bag and shoving it to the back of the closet is not the answer or you wouldn't be reading this in the first place.
For me flying is 90% a solo activity. I've beat the drum to death trying to get even one more local person interested in flying. It's not going to happen and I've accepted that if I continue I will need to continue doing this by myself.
Yes, there are the two festivals a year I had counted on as a boost, but at the end of the day I'm still out standing in a park on my own with horrid winds. Not very social and not a whole lot of fun after having a taste of team flying and good winds the previous two years.
So sadly this may be the end of it for me. The sport is on life support. I'm not sure how much time to give it before pulling the plug. Maybe I'm not a kite guy anymore or maybe I never was to begin with.