flexelexVraagstellerlid sinds 2007 · 199 berichten16 aug 2009 21:18
Je kent t gevoel wel... als mensen vragen wat betekend kiten nou echt voor je... Vanavond zat ik daar eens over na te denken.. en het volgende kwam naar voren 🙂
The sea has no memory, it treats everybody the same... Rich or poor, black or white...
It make no difference...
The sea is just herself. Every day,.. just being herself.. Sometimes with a friendly face and a smile or sometimes rough and angry...
Then it is combined with the wind.. The wind is the surrounding which gives the sea her shape.. Wrinkles or big waves and white foum..
and when both are at their best.. they invites us, kitesurfers, to join them .. to create that one perfect moment in which everything just makes sence.. when all is just perfect.. and when that moment has passed.. tomorrow they will try to invite us again.. to try and create again, that one perfect moment which only nature is able to produce and only kitesurfers are able to realize and understand..
Zo ... dat moest er ff uit...
The sea has no memory, it treats everybody the same... Rich or poor, black or white...
It make no difference...
The sea is just herself. Every day,.. just being herself.. Sometimes with a friendly face and a smile or sometimes rough and angry...
Then it is combined with the wind.. The wind is the surrounding which gives the sea her shape.. Wrinkles or big waves and white foum..
and when both are at their best.. they invites us, kitesurfers, to join them .. to create that one perfect moment in which everything just makes sence.. when all is just perfect.. and when that moment has passed.. tomorrow they will try to invite us again.. to try and create again, that one perfect moment which only nature is able to produce and only kitesurfers are able to realize and understand..
Zo ... dat moest er ff uit...

