|Unloading the "wicker basket" that would carry us into the sky|
|Tipping the basket to so it could be attached to the balloon|
|I'm going for that wind-blown look.|
|Balloons starting to rise from the hot air|
|Happy Father's Day!|
|Ready for lift-off|
|Hanging over the edge, looking down at the city|
|View from inside the balloon|
We spent about an hour floating through the sky toward our destination of a big open field across town. We flew over the Rio Grande River along the side of the Sandia Mountain. We had an absolute blast! It was easy to forget we were floating 10,000 feet in the sky in a wicker basket dangling from a balloon! Did you know there is no steering wheel on a hot air balloon? I don’t know how he did it, but our “driver” started taking us down to the landing site. On approach he said, “By the way, there are no brakes on this thing.” Okay! So we all had to face backwards, hold on to the rope handles, bend our knees, and brace ourselves. We hit the ground, bounced, almost tipped over, went airborne again, hit the ground again, bounced again, and a crew member ran across the field to grab our rope to hold us down while pulling the balloon to the side so it wouldn’t deflate on top of us. WAY FUN! What an amazing experience!
|There were several other balloons in the air with us that morning.|
|We landed right beside this balloon shortly after they landed.|
Once on the ground, they drove us back to the launch site and set up a continental breakfast with pastries, juice, and champagne. Believe it or not, nobody in our group of six adults drank alcohol, so they didn’t even open the bottle of champagne! The balloon driver quoted the balloonist’s prayer thanking God for a safe return to earth, and we toasted with juice to a safe landing. Then we each got a flight certificate and a souvenir balloon pin.
|Thankful for a fun ride and a safe landing|
|The girls helping to pack up the balloon|