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Originally posted by Ben De Jonge
Silviu, you are such an emotional bugger.
That guy is crazy, he must have balls of titanium to be out there in the first place, let alone launching that crazy solo rescue mission.
Can't believe those guys haven't come through with the beer!
May be I recognise myself (at younger age)?
I recon, still have some crazyness in me[}:)]
However, today I will assess the risk first, like the guys from the saving club
But I will tell you a story;
Last Sunday, I was o the beach. Very light wind, just good to get a first lesson to someone close to me. At the same time, a noobie, tried to get his kite in the air, to go body surfing. The kite, dropped from the skies LE down, and he doesn't know what to do. The wind just picked up and his lines are tensioned, and at this point in time, a 3 yo kiddie, excited by the look of the kite, gets in between his lines. He is absolutely stunned, holds his bar, looking in horror as the kid runs between his lines towards the kite.
At this point in time, I forgot about my painful ankle, and started running towards the kid, get him in my arms and took him away from the kite and lines, "deliver it" to his mom, than back to the noobies kite to secure it on the beach.
I returned home with a heavily swollen ankle - just the first week of my plaster.
I did not have time to think anything else, just to get the kid away from the kite.
That’s the “craziness” I am talking about, I think each one of us have something like that deep in our harts.
