Kim rushed out to the Boulangerie and discovered she left her phone behind. On her way out the door for the second time she noticed a flotilla of hot air balloons rising from the field across the way. We hoped for a launch last evening but the caravan left as quickly as they arrived. Guess conditions were not optimal but they returned this calm, windless, fogless morning. If the conditions are not ideal they pack up and wait for another day.
We are familiar with this "fail to launch". Many years ago we were in Albuquerque for a business meeting which coincided with the nation's largest balloon rally. Not to be missed we got up long before the sun rose and drove to the expansive launch site where thousands of other observers were sprawled across the open field and waited for the moment. After an extended wait there was an announcement that the mass launch was cancelled due to unfavorable weather. Tired from lack of sleep and filled with disappointment we headed back into town. It would have been spectacular but not today.
Having been to the area we knew that balloon flights were standard fare. The uncertainty is predictable as we have discovered since it is difficult to know the launch and landing spot or the flight path. It has to do with the weather stupid. Not ideal, no go.
So today we hit the jackpot. Right place, right time.
Heading north out of town. Not sure where they went or how long they can stay aloft. The vehicles were ready for the chase. The pilot is in radio contact with the van driver to insure they arrive together. Looks like a fun ride, except for someone with a severe fear of heights. Not sure how I can fly an airplane (even open cockpit) but flying in a balloon would be frightening.
