You Need To Write An Essay About Hot Air Ballooning

About that time the woods cleared, and we approached an open field, brushed the top of a tree, and braced for landing.All you had to do was turn sideways, keep your legs loose, and hold onto the supports.

We’d climbed in quickly as instructed while the balloon was going up overhead, but we weren’t taking off yet for some reason.

The guy running the burner (I think his name was Chet, but I’m not sure) kept putting it on (it was really loud and distracting), but the balloon was swaying back and forth and we felt like we were close to falling out of the basket.

They gave us a short talk about landing and taking off and being jolted around.

The balloon was filled up part way, but gusts of wind started blowing it around too much so they stopped for fifteen minutes or so and waited before trying again. Dad helped out with the balloon, and Mom and I took pictures.

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The sun was out and the weather was absolutely perfect.He had to make it do some “dancing” with the wind, which he says he doesn’t like to have to do.Finally he got it straight up long enough to let us go I guess, and up we went in a hurry.I was stuck in the middle of the basket for a while until I finally took off my backpack and staked out a claim between my dad and the guy working the burner.I kept trying to avoid hitting the guy’s elbow.It was great to see so many trees so high up in the air.Climbing just one tree would be an accomplishment in itself, but this was like climbing lots of trees, and being able to somehow stand on the topmost branch and look around you at all the leaves privileged to have such a vantage point.Twenty-five minutes had passed already, and it had seemed like ten or fifteen. We could travel over road and field and forest equally well. There were old dead trees with no leaves, and pine trees which you could smell, and other trees, mostly all the same height, though sometimes there’d be an open space where a tree had fallen or there was a swampy area, and you could see into the woods a little better and often spot a deer.We floated just above tree level over a forest before we landed. It was fascinating to have such a close but unique view of the forest.We landed on a turf farm, on perfectly mowed, soft, weedless grass.Little did I know, the second half of the whole ballooning experience was just beginning. We sat in the basket with the balloon still fully inflated above us, ready to take off if someone started shouting obscenities at us.