In an effort to take advantage of a few of the things we have access to here, in August I took the boys on a bike ride over to the bay where we had lunch at the Lakeside Cafe by Shoreline Lake. Then we biked over to the kite flying area and flew kites for a while. Thank goodness for the kindness of strangers — a man who knew how to work Ezra’s kite noticed us struggling to get it set up and helped us get started.
Finn’s kite — one that he made in school last year — is remarkably easy to fly. Unfortunately, while I was helping Ezra, Finn decided to let it fly itself and put the string under his backpack. Of course, the kite took off and all I saw was Finn running after the runaway (flyaway?) kite. It eventually got hooked on the power lines.
Bruce rode over from Google to join us for a bit, and he looked for Finn’s kite on the way back but to no avail. Ezra’s kite, however, while harder to fly is easier to keep track of and made it safely home. Here’s a picture of it with the magnificent sky we had that day (along with the mysterious blue dot that shows up on some iPhone photos).
