July 15, 2006

Hot Air Balloon Riding

Today is a beautiful day, you can see for miles.

It reminds me of the first time I rode in a hot air balloon. My friend Julian has one, and Louie and I met him on a day like today – and took off (launched). We ascended to a couple thousand feet, and just drifted with the wind. Beautiful, is all I can say…Peaceful…Quiet…until…

…we started floating over populated neighborhoods – and the damn dogs were barking like crazy. From one neighborhood to the next – bark..bark..bark.

Hot Air Balloons drive the dogs fucking crazy. It was strange.

Anyway, we’d been aloft for about 5 hours and Julian decides it’s time to set her down. We’d covered, as the crow flies, boo coo miles – and dusk was approaching fast.

We were crossing the river when we spied a field that looked promising for a landing controlled crash. Problem was: there were power lines between Earth and us, and it was almost dark.

Let me say – we had a radio, and had been directing the chase vehicle (full of some other friends) all day long. They were toe (lift leg) up – I’. Right.. Right.. no no I meant left.. OK OK good…we see you loud and clear. See not hear – whatever.

The Balloon Driver says – “I see a place where I think we can set down, but everybody get down in the basket – I’m going to go through the top of those trees to bleed off some speed.” WTF. Man – he did exactly what he said – we hit those trees and wood was flying everywhere. I shit you not; we went those trees like a bolt of lightning.

We fucking slammed into the earth, and bounced sideways almost upside down for about 100 yards.

It was GREAT!!!

This entry was posted in The Past. Bookmark the permalink. Both comments and trackbacks are currently closed.

2 Comments

  1. Posted July 16, 2006 at 8:52 am | Permalink

    You rode FIVE hours on one flight? How many fuel tanks were you carrying? The longest I ever went was three and the only other time the balloon went longer, they had to set down on an island in the middle of a freaking river. I was on crew that day, (my daughter was in the basket) and I had to swim across with a new tank so they could get out and land somewhere where we could actually retreive it. It turned out to be a cool flight though cause they managed to get back to the field they started from.

  2. Posted July 16, 2006 at 12:12 pm | Permalink

    Well, that’s you, calm in the face of absurdity. Heh. If I’m ever with you – in ANY situation – and you actually panic, I’ll know it’s over for all of us. ;)