Sunday 20th October saw four of us attend the Martin Corrie Memorial Fly at Frinton organised by our friends at East Anglian Kite Flyers. This had been re-organised from its original date due to the appalling whether at the end of September. We arrived to find after a solid breakfast at Fred's Cafe.

The forecast was for reasonable off-shore breeze and dry weather. The ground was covered in a heavy dew and initial attempts to launch kites were unsuccessful as the wind had not arrived. Several sopping wet kites were left dangling in the hope that they might dry out. But before too long Peter's manta ray was in the sky in the steady breeze, soon to be followed by Simon's smiley face. Before too long they started to argue and both ended up back on the ground. The ray was put away to re-appear later, and the smiley dominated the sky for the rest of the day.

The breeze never really arrived, and was up and down all day, which meant that kites were never too reliably nailed to the sky and had to be watched and relaunched frequently. But between us we managed to keep the sky full for most of the day. Meanwhile we had been joined by Martin's two daughters, their partners and children, and it was wonderful to see one of Martin's grandchildren happily flying her kite.

We finished at about 5 pm to make the drive back to Kent.

 Martin Corrie Memorial Fly

 Martin Corrie Memorial Fly

 Martin Corrie Memorial Fly

 Martin Corrie Memorial Fly

 Martin Corrie Memorial Fly

Sunday saw us on the green at Woodchurch to celebrate One Sky One World, the world kite fly for peace. The weather forecast was pretty horrible, but despite the conditions we had a good turn out of club members and public. Of course, some of us had important Rugby World Cup action to watch so were a little late arriving. 

I've just returned from a great weekend at Bognor Regis Kite Festival, and wow it was hot. But given the conditions, I think KKF acquitted themselves admirably. Over the weekend I counted no less than 16 members in attendance, assuming I got my sums right.

On Sunday 6th October a couple of us braved the British weather to fly some kites in Tonbridge. The forecast was pretty dire, with atlantic storms racing in and a yellow warning for rain covering most of the eastern half of the country. That being said, we had heavy overnight rain, but after about 8am, the rain stopped and the day from then on was mainly dry.

Some of you may be aware that Peter ordered a new kite while we were in Berck. If you weren't - Where have you been? He hasn't stopped talking about it!