Alan’s Kite Site
About Me
Well, I am a dedicated and trustworthy person. I love good things wife, car, house & kites. I like to give my all because that is the best. I have many friends from all walks of life, so if I get bored with one section of this ‘retirement frivolity’ I can do something else. This would have to be the greatest stage of one’s life.
We have driven from Tasmania to Cairns showing great kites in our Lexus Hybrid 400h which is the nicest car to drive, just floats along with the power to overtake triple semi-trailers or just cruise at 110 kilometers.
We fly kites at the most beautiful places all over Australia. I buggy at great places too, and before I get too old to go along a beach over 84k which I clocked a few years ago at Yamba NSW. I am not interested in speed only the thrill of this piece of rag trying to tear my body apart as I travel down the sand.
Life just gets busier with so many festivals, it is most gratIfying to have so much help from club members to at least get these big kites down.
Email - kite@bayley.id.au
Contact 0458 550 711
A Long Time Kiting Story
Over 60 years ago my grandfather showed me how to make a brown paper kite, using ¾ inch dowels and string. We used "Clag" glue and the tail was made of scrunched up Sydney Morning Herald.
It flew really high, as I remember, using 2 balls of string. As we lived in Bellevue Hill Sydney, I had to be careful not to be too high on the days when the Sunderland Flying Boats took off in Rose Bay and flew over our house.
The fascination of the power of the wind started then. I constructed a flying fox over about seven of the neighbours houses. One problem was to get the cord over the power lines without being electrocuted. All this so my friends and I could keep in touch. Today kids have mobile phones. I have been flying kites since early ’50’s. Making diamond kites out of brown paper and 10mm wooden dowel. Using newspaper scrunched up for a long tail & “Clag” glue for the construction.
What a thrill to have this kite flying very high on the second ball of string. As we lived in Bellevue Hill, Sydney we tried to get as high as the Sunderland Flying Boats as they took off over our heads
2011
