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It was impossible to fly large kites in the heavy swirling winds but the crowd needed to see something and we were here to provide a show. So I pulled out two of our fifteen foot Spikey Bouncers and connected them together with a twelve foot strap. I then tethered the strap to one of the large cement anchors provided for us.
So can you see where this is headed??
Occasionally the wind pulled the anchor downwind but the Balls were holding up well.
Boy did they bounce!
The afternoon is nearly over and I'm sorting gear when I hear my name being called � adamantly. The anchor strap has caught the edge of the anchor and torn though. And the Balls, still connected by a ten foot strap, are sailing downwind about ten feet above the sand.
At the edge of the field is a row of aluminum flagpoles. The balls bend two in half and tumble into the crowd. They then wrap around one of the huts, pinning some poor fellow to the wall with the strap. He gets rescued, the Balls get rescued, and I blame Pete Dolphin for everything.
Fortunately no one was hurt. Even the fellow we pinned to the wall laughed it off and remarkably, the Balls were undamaged.
Lucky -- very lucky.
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