This is from the first evening at Cape Disappointment. It was a warm, soft evening, which is a bit unusual there - usually the wind blows steadily and firmly. The wind, while present, was actually light enough that our stunt kite wouldn't fly well, and footprints in the sand weren't erased.
We did fly the Pentacow in the afternoon. After the kids got bored with her, I flew her up to her full 300 feet of line, where it was hard to tell that she was a crazed cow (with shocking pink udder) any more.