Unfortunately, we got there and there was an unprecidented lull in the wind. 3 months of solid, perfect wind gave way to 1 week of nada. Such is life I guess.
But finally, after driving thousands of miles, spending thousands of dollars, and spending more time than I'd care to admit sitting on the beach waiting for wind, it came. Down in South Padre Island TX, finally got a decent evening breeze. Wasn't much, but at least it was enough to get the kite flying. This was just some random guy I saw, when he was able to get the kite flying while I sat on the beach.