Bedtime story for u'all.
Once upon a time in the middle of a dark and stormy day one intrepid little kiter decided the up&down but not too gusty 14/15kt SWer was good for a short session. Our little kiting buddy pumped his trusty 13M (I think at the time it was a Fuel

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All good. Actually ripped along pulling the trigger as each squally gust hit and bounced & bumped along in the chop back upwind.
UNTIL ...
Along came another gust. Easy to pick as it crossed the bay but not looking a lot different to the earlier easily managed fun ones. There were the ominous black clouds approaching but they seemed a way off yet. No problem. Another boost on the way back in and check the clouds again next time.
WRONG....
The next gust came in a bit quicker than expected. Caught me right out at the transition point. No chance of a boost even if it had been the right time & place. The initial hit ripped me off the board mid-turn. By the time I had recovered the board it was howling and still getting wilder by the second. Made one attempt to get up on the board. There was no chance. It was now truly ripping through my kite. Forgot the board. Parked the kite at 12 only to find myself being lifted & dunked just like the proverbial tea-bag. By the time I had been lofted & dunked about ten times - higher up with less of a dunking each time -I was getting close to the beach. Totally unable to do anything but try to keep it at 12.
Used the QR to safety method (above) when I was as close as I dared go - I was probably covering about 40/50 metres per loft. The kite went crazy on the end of the one line with still enough flapping power to drag itself & then me up onto the beach.
Happy Ending.
Secured the kite, rinsed out my pants and went home - still shaking (it was a cold day!)