Flying a Kite

Along an impossibly narrow beach we were having a picnic when suddenly our kite took off on its own. I managed to grab the line just as it spun off the spool. I was trying to hang on and have someone tie a knot in the end so we could continue to hold on. I was amazed at the pressure on the string and the pull of the kite. I also noticed that the string treaded its way past a couple of tall buildings, trees and through power lines. I was hoping to reel the kite in and relaunch in a clearer section of the beach.

Ad astra, Fermius