At the weekend I had the imense pleasure of kitesurfing with Aaron Hadlow, world campion kitesurfer.

We-e-ell 'with' is a bit of an exageration, makes us sound like best mates. But we were in the same bit of sea getting in each others way and stuff.

The boy goes off. Handle passes galore, kiteloops, anything and every trick in the book.

But I think it was the shere number of different tricks he *wasn't* landing. Hell, that boy was eating it so many times in so many painful ways. That's why he's world champ. Balls the size of mellons. It was gusty and I was going from powered to well over powered on my 7.5 meter Slingshot Fuel. Now I'm 11 stone, Hadlow can not be as heavy as me - he's a little whipper-snapper. But even so he was on a bigger kite (shorter lines though) just going massive. Massive wipeouts, 30 foot failed handle pass to double kiteloop spanking.

Argh. Man...

Over and over until he nails it.