• Kite-making workshops: a mini ‘Celtic Shield’ kite and a Korean fighter kite made with a 6th-grade classroom perspective. Great lessons in bamboo, miniature work, the use of art pens, mass production of kite materials for cheap, and how to teach multiple subjects to children using kites.
• Kite-making competition: I made a Tyvek delta over one night and dared enter it against some amazing kites. The best part was the sheer bravado of the oral presentation that was All Complex. Now you have no excuse not to make kites — you cannot do worse than I did.
• Fighter kites: Did not enter any fighter kite competitions, despite wanting to — conflicted with the kite-making too much. But Carol & Bruce Jarvie invited me to the fighter-kite skills competition — contents that don’t involve line touch fighting. Very interesting.
  Did get help balancing my fighter kite from Kenneth, another AKA member, and this Indian-American guy who was simply on the field to play soccer!
• Sport/stunt multi-line kites: Didn’t compete at all — I’m really not ready to even make a hash of this yet. But I got to play around with a couple of my rigid two-lines, including the Prism 3D I acquired at the Sunfest auction.
• Pin-collecting: I can’t say I’m addicted yet, but somehow I really liked getting the nice pins for showing up at the mass ascensions. Will show these off later — these might make good Squadron propaganda giveaways at festivals.
• Rokkaku: The rain & snow held off, and we had great individual & team battles, one after the other. Definitely, definitely show up with separate sets of line for each battle next time.
• Banquets & Shmoozing: While I still didn’t hang-out nearly as much as I could have, I pushed my personal sociability limits as much as I could. The banquets are well worth it for the community and shmoozing is worth it for the knowledge. If you’re trying to make or do anything with kites, these are the people to talk to. I spoke to kite makers about sewing and gluing, fighters about technique, KAP salesmen about KAP ideas I’ve had (and which maybe no-one is doing)… more later.
• Sleep: Ha ha, not a lot of that.

Also, Gary Engvall is bloody marvelous. The man drove at least an hour & a half out of his way at midnight after the awards banquet just to drop me at the airport, then turned around & went back. Fantastic.

rok battle-lost heat 1 but won rest.Wwoods champs!

Congrats to the Midnight Squadron team for winning team rokkaku at the Wildwood International Kite Festival!  I’m sure Complex will give us the tip-by-tip when he gets online next.

I tried again Sunday morning and got some great pictures. Unfortunately there were no other kites out so early, but I got some great sunrise and strolling-on-the-boardwalk shots.

I’ve posted 15 of the best at

http://tinyurl.com/cggvhf

Thanks Joanne and Cindy for allowing me to hang a camera over their heads!

http://twitter.com/midnightsquad
or for the more specific MIKE-only tweets

We should have an individual rokkaku contest tomorrow!.

The field was great, tough, and fierce. The weather was friendly to us — the ugly dampness soaked our line, protecting us from Harold Ames & Charlie Don’t Run’s skilled slicings, and the light wind was familiar from our usual low-wind Low-Down Dirty Kite Fights.

Iron Kite spooled and Complex piloted, while Kalika Chris coached. We lapped the field 3 times, and finished last in the air in the first and third heats.

More later!

Also, will start tracking kite combat scores from battles everywhere, so fighters can keep track of what’s going on in the comunity and their relative standings. I’m planning out the online systems now. In the meanwhile, you can view the scores from the 2008 MIKE individual rok battle, kindly provided by Mike van Meers.

Complex’s MIKE notes from the field:

• Team Rok, all Sun events cancelled. Colder, wet- fly away home. April 27, 2008 10:48 AM
• Very heavy winds, cold. Flew some. April 27, 2008 10:39 PM
• My night fly cut short by weird, silent, strobe lightening. April 26, 2008 10:45 PM
• Indie Rok battle: vs. big guys, friendly battle. Complex won! April 26, 2008 11:38 AM
• Rokkaku Combat (individual) at 12:30 pm! April 25, 2008 8:53 PM

The rokkaku battle was a beautiful melee of around 14 teams! That many teams left less than six feet between kites when we were setting up, and made it near impossible to avoid tangles in the air. It was a beautiful bar-fight of a battle. Sadly, it’s not a battle we won or placed in; the Midnight Squadron team couldn’t move beyond Thunderdome. We did earn two kills, however, and we were last up in the third heat.

A sudden-death heat had to decide the battle. The Smithsonian Associates lost to The Bike Shop, which was flying the “Fixed Gears” kite, one of the three black-and-white kites made by the same guy.

Like last year, we faced a tough crowd: Harold Ames and his Eagle Eyes team, Charlie Don’t Run, the Rainbow Warriors, and others. We used the lessons they’ve taught us in the past and started cutting people down. We won with 23 points, followed by Charlie Don’t Run (20 points) and Eagle Eyes.

Midnight Squadron took first place in the 2007 Smithsonian Rokkaku Challenge! This is the third time we’ve taken home the 1st place trophy. Chris & I showed up with no preparation, relaxed attitude, and low expectations. We fought in unfavorably strong winds against a crowded field that included notable warriors such as Harold Ames (Team Eagle Eyes), Charlie Don’t Run, and the Rainbow Warriors. Our relaxed effort to avoid conflict and sneak away with as many points as possible quickly became a frantic run to slash down as many threatening kites as were close by!

Chris and I started the day sitting under the cherry blossoms, sipping sake. A pleasant, calm way to prepare ourselves for a frantic rokkaku battle. We’d come to D.C. with minimal preparations, and frankly, did not expect much success. We had no practice for a year, no recent exercise, my battered Stars & Stripes rokkaku and only Chris’s kite line, generously donated to the cause as it was the only undamaged line in our collections. Returning to the kite field, our relaxed calm began to fray. The field was filled with kite teams, led by last year’s winner and contenders: Harold Ames, Charlie Don’t Run, and the Rainbow Warriors.

Rok Challenge organizer Mike van Meers assigned a judge to each team. This kept a pair of eyes on each kite at all times. Drew, our assigned judge, looked like he had just escaped the Matrix. Dressed in dark slacks, button-down shirt, nice leather shoes, a long wool trench coat, a bluetooth earpiece (on which he kept getting calls), and (of course) slick sunglasses. I looked at this clothes and his nice, shiny shoes, and I had to warn him, “You know, I tend to run…” He was a nice guy; I hope his shoes survived okay.

My memories of the battle are hazy as always, but I remember how quickly the battle stole my plans and thrust me into conflicts I never expected to win. Harold & Charlie are excellent kite-cutters — at the end of last year’s Challenge, Harold cut us down with an easy, quick motion. I hoped to tip as many weaker kites as I could, to try to mimic Harold’s cutting motion if the wind was too strong, and to stay the heck away from the better pilots. Instead… chaos! By the end of the first heat, we were cutting down Harold Ames in a desperate bid to keep him off our necks. Our Midnight Squadron team had 2 kills, 6 points for being the last kite up, and we only trailed Harold by 1 point (he had 4 kills & 5 points for his position).

The second heat saw more blood. Kites were tangled all over — but the wind was too strong for them to come down quickly. We’d run forwards, catch a wounded kite under our line, and knock it to the ground! The sky thinned of kites, and suddenly we were crossing lines with the tougher competitors. Slash, or be slashed! Afterwards, an interviewer wanted to call it a “killing instinct”, but my emotion was more of reaction: we were against the competition in a strong wind. We sliced down at least one before we were cut by Charlie Don’t Run. Second-to-last position in a busy 2nd heat. Midnight Squadron was in 2nd place, one point behind Charlie Don’t Run and almost-comfortably ahead of Harold’s Eagle Eyes team.

Before the third heat, Harold arranged with us to hunt down Charlie Don’t Run together, to take him out of the lead early. Unfortunately, we did not make that appointment, as Battle-Crazy-Chaos once more ensued!

Several times, Chris & I had to race other teams to the back of the field. Bumping and jostling for position of our kite line over others’, simultaneously avoiding and extracting ourselves from tangles, letting out and frantically winding in line, simultaneously avoiding being garroted by other lines, hopping over lines, and weaving under & over lines like an anarchist’s maypole dance! Chris negotiated her way literally through other teams, and politely avoided smashing the on-field cameras with her spool, though she later said, “I wanted to scream at all three camera crews to get the hell out of the way or get their expensive cameras ruined!”. At one point (was this in the third or second heat?) Harold Ames was running backwards against me, belly-slamming me all the way. I couldn’t respond in kind, so I tickled his belly button as we ran. And then we continued with the red haze of kite killing!

Near the end of the heat, our Squadron kite was in a messy battle with (I think) the Dragonfly kite and Charlie Don’t Run. I was sawing away at Dragonfly, waiting to see if they cut me first, or if Charlie Don’t run killed us while we were occupied. We cut them — I could feel our line go through, felt the snap as their line parted. Charlie and I each claimed the kill, and our judges argued for each of us. Point-wise, I think this wound up not mattering, but it was interesting. Since the judges had the matter in hand, I turned to Charlie, who I’d been diligently fleeing from for much of the day, and offered, “Let’s settle it in battle.”

We fought… and I remember little of it. A long battle in stiff wind was closing with a one-on-one duel against Charlie Don’t Run! Then his teal-and-gold kite was falling loose to the ground, and Chris & I were in a state of disbelief. Midnight Squadron had won the Smithsonian again!

We won the first heat, taking nine points for kills and being the last kite flying. We followed that up by going toe-to-toe with last year’s champion and master fighter, Harold Ames, in crowd-thrilling low-down dirty fighting. The wind picked up in the third heat, and the already-dangerous Rainbow Warrior became a deadly juggernaut with their eight-foot Shannon rokkaku. They cut us down and proceeded to tie for first and then quickly win the sudden-death contest! Charlie Don’t Run took second, and we tied for third with Team MIKE.

Your lowly scribe, Complex, was the spoolman for this year’s team, and so didn’t see enough of the battle — only the deft fighting technique of Commandant Cooke. We’ll be adding additional details and photos shortly. In the meanwhile, we’d like to thank the crowd for cheering us on!