Paul and I decided to get in some buggying and kite skiing at the lake in manchester. Conditions were decent winds 12 gusting to 20. I took off on the buggy with a 4m blade and Paul was right behind me on ski's with his 6m access. After making a few runs I started looking around for Paul. Hmmm, no where in sight. I figured I better find him before something bad happens. I found him on the other side of the lake but it didn't look good.

What does one do in this situation?

Of course the tree was a bit unhappy with the whole situation and exacted a bit of revenge.

What ever happened to a nice easy day of kiting?

So there's the kite - where's Paul?

Tree ate him too? You sure that wasn't Charlee Brown?

He's right there with the access and the tree. Paul 1, tree 0.

We took turns sawing away at the kite eating tree. We're both to blame for chopping down mother nature:P

must have pushed wrong button,

it only took 35 min. to cut down, and of coarse it was all across the lake.mile 1/2. still not bad for a finish hand saw.some thing else to carry while snow-kitting.

Hey you took a saw? I would have never thought.

But where I kite mostly a tree would be way more expensive than the kite, at least mine anyway. But I can climb a tree and take a limb or two off.

Those fold out hunting saws would be great. The blades on those things go through wood like butter.

I have one that might find its way into the pack.
Thanks for the post.

Paul's a builder so he had one in his truck. I thought about climbing it but there were really no branches to climb on. Paul and I will plant a tree somewhere to make up for it

OH don't get me wrong, out around the woods and that 6m hung in a tree, that tree is coming down.

Even if I have to do it beaver style. Besides, someone will make good use of that for firewood on the lake soon enough.

On Clemson University where I kite most, they would toss me in jail. But out on the lake, T E M B E R R R R!!!!!!!

I was flying a single liner out of the boat one year. It was out 500ft. I had drifted closer to shore but didn't think I was too close. The wind got funny and that thing took a dive way back in the tallest oaks you ever seen.

I took a sip of a cold one and said that the last we'll see of that kite. Sit down a few minutes then started trying to wind in and save some line.

I guess 5 minutes had went by and low and behold that ole delta came straight up out a them oaks just as pretty as you please. I could not believe it, it was the most amazing thing.

I still have that kite and I'll put it up 500ft and tie it to a cleat on the boat and just let her fly.

Thank you for adding that Paul got the saw from his truck.... there was a bit of a WTF (I thought I carried weird stuff) moment

ATB,
Sam

Hilarious!

That is a bummer and 35 mins is a lot of sawing on hardwood. Too bad it couldn't have landed in some skinny pine. Bet both of you had tired arms after felling an oak with a cross cut saw :yawn: No need to replant. That tree got what it deserved :ticking:

So how did it happen, Paul? Did you get pulled into the trees or did you drop the kite or :puzzled: and how badly was the sail damaged Looks like there was still a bit more cutting to be done once the tree was down.