Today was one of those days where you know when your head hits the pillow you’ll take a huge sigh and realize exactly how amazing the day really was.
Wayne briefed us on what to expect during the flight and the landing. We signed a forest of documents that reminded us over and over that ballooning is “inherently dangerous”. Not much different than the pre-transplant documents Momma signed that said “oh by the way, your transplant might not work and you could possibly kick the bucket”. We’re all about taking risks around here.
The take off was really smooth and we were quickly high above the trees. Lib was wishing she wouldn’t have passed up an Ativan around this time but she settled in after about 15 minutes.
A few shots from the air.
We stayed in the air for about an hour and 15 minutes before landing in a paved entrance to an Anderson neighborhood. The landing was alot easier than I was expecting — well after avoiding a set of power lines that Wayne didn’t seem to see at first. After Wayne and the chase crew got Rosie stuffed back into her bag they asked us to help get the rest of the air out of her.
We loaded in the chase car and made our way back to the launch field for a champagne toast. Today was a great day — a memory that I’ll hold on to forever. Thanks to Wayne and his crew for an amazing morning.