MBK Dowel Sled
This kite isn't the best for inland flying, since it doesn't take
much of a bump or ripple in the air to collapse it! We headed off for a
reserve near a local primary school. Soon after we arrived, the sled was
in the air on a few meters of line.
The air certainly was light,
and the gentle gusts coming through were just enough to fill the sail
and start it climbing.
As the shadows crept across the grass, we backed
further and further towards the far side of the reserve, coaxing the
orange sail up and up, and occasionally recovered it from a collapse. A
couple of times it went all the way to the ground.
The kite never
went to its maximum flying angle, due purely to the lightness of the
wind. A lot of the time it hung up there at around 40 degrees or so. That was far
short of its usual 65 to 70 degrees! There it is in the photo, with the
setting sun illuminating the sled from the left.
As the minutes ticked by, the wind dropped to almost zero at ground
level, and the orange sled was right at the bottom of its wind range. At
times it filled, then narrowed, in response to slight changes in air
pressure. You could call it an aerial manta-ray!
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At least I managed to let out 50
meters or so of line, which is probably as high as the Dowel Sled kite
has ever gone. One day we'll have to take it down to the beach and put
it up to 400 feet—as long as the sea breeze isn't too fresh!
Eventually, flying the kite became a towing exercise, and there was no way even this very-light-wind kite would fly.
The sun dropped almost to the horizon, and the air "glassed off" as they say in some flying circles.
at over 100 feet there was almost nothing. Leaving the winder on the
grass, I pulled in line slowly, just enough to keep the sail inflated,
until finally the Dowel Sled kite came down near my feet.