Midland Beach flew last night with Staten Island’s Kite Day, lifting NYC’s spring by the shore. Flyer Mia Chen launched deltas as 200 watched, a $5 ticket gust of strings. It’s borough winds—pure SI vibe, skies hot. A kid tangled a line; a pro soared a box. ‘Staten flies—this is it,’ Chen says, reeling kites. The sand turned airfield.
The day’s fresh—March 25’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing beach by 2 p.m. Chen’s a St. George winder; last night’s crowd hit max—tails flapped. A latecomer nabbed a spool; gusts blew—NYC grit glowed. Flights hit the clouds—air ruled. #SIKiteDay trended; Bronx wants a string.
Some griped—’Too windy,’ sniped a newbie, dodging snarls. Sand kicked—eyes blinked; fun held. A rival’s pitching a Tottenville lift, splitting kites. Still, 300 stayed—skies reigned. Midland’s never soared so bold.
Chen’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a dusk fly if spring bites. ‘NYC’s breeze—this rides it,’ she says, packing spools. The day’s a Staten win—grit meets lift. It’s a kite rush; catch the next. Bring a reel—winds call.