Camber Sands

On the way back to Rye we stopped off for a few minutes to visit Camber Sands where a large number of wind- and kite-surfers were doing their thing.  It was a perfect day for it: warm, plenty of sunshine, loads of surf and a howling gale.

The first picture reminds me of a butterfly (or even a fallen angel).

The wind was sufficiently strong that not everyone was able to keep their feet on the ground.

I love the idea of a safety instructor looking on as one poor, hapless surfer gets carried off to France...