From time to time we all sit down to review our bucket list and wonder when and where we will get the chance to tick one if not two of the boxes.
Early one Saturday morning we woke up at 3 a.m. to tick a box off that ever growing list as we travel around the world. I really think the more we see, the more our list grows. Shouldn't it be the other way around? Anyway, heavy eyed and no caffeine, Josh woke up and drove us to the pickup spot, where we loaded the bus toward our early morning adventure. Heads were nodding back and forth as we turned each corner as folks nodded off on our way to the launch site, but all eyes opened wide as we approached the fire breathing torches that lit two of the three balloons that were ready for take off.
Our bus was the first to arrive so naturally we just had to take off first. One by one the folks loaded into the ballon to adventures that we all had always dreamed of since we were little kids. With the last step into the ballon I looked around to see we were still tied to the bumper of the Land Rover that did not look like it could hold us down as our ballon. The balloon was big enough to hold 450,000 normal size balloons.
The pilot threw off the tie down rope as he gave a wave to the spotters. He gave a chuckle to those all around as he laid on the gas to get us up, up, and away. As we looked down, the trees became smaller, and the cows started to rumble across the paddocks as the ballon spooked them up from their morning slumber. Looking up, down, and all around we caught ourselves realizing we we way above the ground and could spot the Gold Coast skyline as the sun peaked up over the ocean to greet the day.
Our pilot took us up to drift to the east and down a bit to head back the other way. It was very interesting to learn about how the wind blows many different ways at the different elevations, and it was also interesting to learn how the ballon would drift down faster than a piece of grass from the basket. There was grass that fell off the balloon from laying on the ground, as it fell off it actually looked like it was falling up. We felt as free as a bird, and as light as a feather drifting along across the top of God's creation. It was the feeling you always hoped it would be that you never wanted to end.
The sun drifted higher and the moon started to disapear into the morning sky as the end of the balloon ride came to an end. Like a symphony playing Mozart's symphony we landed as beautiful as we took off. A minor bump in the landing as the pilot touched the ground was all we felt as the ballon touched down. As we jumped out of the basket and took pictures, our pilot called us over and asked, "if we were willing and able to pack up the huge balloon." So over to put away our rather large ballon. It was all an adventure as we laughed while packing up the parachute like ballon.
The bus ride to the breakfast was not as adventurous, but it was time for some relaxation. Pulling into the winery there was head turning as you looked upon a 1900 style Queenslander ole fashioned house that was set in the middle of row after row of grapes. Bellies full we wondered around the vineyard before heading back to our drop point toward the rest of the adventure for our day.
I would say this was a fun thing to cross of our bucket list. It was really neat to see all the workings of the balloon as well as how it worked with nature. What was the last thing you crossed off your bucket list?