Whilst I was in Antigua I was lucky enough to get to kite at one of the most pristine bays I’ve ever seen.
Lois and Brendan had been to Green Island before, which you access by rib, and they shared this gem of a spot with me. We were so lucky to be nearly the only people there, with literally only 5 other kiters out, it felt like our bay.
Kiting is simply the best thing I’ve tried in a long time. It’s everything, from the moment you dip the kite and feel the surge of power that pulls you out of the water on to your feet, to skimming over the waves feeling like you are going so fast that surely this must end in disaster, and the amazing cart-wheeling, head-over-heels crashes that do come when I try to transition back the other way :)
I’ve only been kiting a number of weeks, and I have so far to go before I can even think of myself as a kite boarder, but I know already that this is a bug that has bitten me hard. No matter how big the smash, I just want to put the board back on my feet and get up again.