Of course we still fly kites.

Here's some photos from a Brooklyn Flyers outing a month ago.
Better late than never. I guess.

The Citizen Kite Falco

Cool

clipped from www.fitzsu.com Patterned after the real thing �Falco Subbuteo�, pull out the kite from its packaging and the kite unfolds itself, no complicated assembly-just attach the line and fly. 13 in L x 21.5 in W Kite made of black satin sheen, ripstop nylon, carbon fibre kite.

It was a good day for kites in the city. There were some in the park, bien sur, but also out by the Verazano, and some on the beach in Coney Island...



none here, of course, just a beautiful shot of the city. (sorry for the poor resolution, a camera phone, ya know?)

Near Miss

Near Miss
Originally uploaded by nichol alexander

That big 707, no MATCH for Boxy! Luckily it didn't come to that. (its sorta hard to see, but there's a plane right to the right of the kite)

58th Street, or there abouts, and the way east side, just north of the old brooklyn army yard, a big pier and it was mostly empty. me and a few guys fishing, someone listening to a baseball game and a kid reading harry potter - it was as good a place to fly as any.

next is, i wanna fly between the buildings of industry city; i expect the wind patterns and shifts to be fun and difficult.

WTF

Is no one flying kites? Is it the humidity or is it just god damn laziness? there's no room for non-believers, those not of faith, those who do not walk the path, who don't see the light, who don't have a little bit of toughness on their knees from getting down to ask the sky to blow a little, in a quiet soft sweet little prayer, there's no room. . hell, i'll tell you what, i tried.

i did, but god damn it there wasn't any good god damn wind. and so...

SO?!

what.

yeah what? oh for a sweet breeze and a little bit of kite line out into the blue...

Youngest Member

Clocking in at 4 and 3/4 years old, I'm pretty sure Lucy is the youngest member of the Brooklyn Flyers.

Kite flying can be very tiring.

The HEEZABEAST!

Colin "Heezabeast" Loughlin came to town and beasted it up with the Brooklyn Flyers in Prospect Park. We flew kites I think, but more importantly we invented a game I am going to refer to as "Scream Ball." To play, all you need is a football and some screamy friends.

Rules: One player--the "thrower"--has the ball. All other players run in varying directions and call for a pass by screaming the thrower's name. Whoever screams more or less the loudest gets the pass. Whoever gets the ball is now the thrower.

We left the park and had a triumphant return to my roof for a BBQ, and then into the city for Tru Brit.

...And it was good.

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