This is in honor of my Canadian friends. The maple leaf is the wrong color, but still.
Sailing off into the sunrise.
There were about nineteen balloons in the competition. They took off to the south, climbed in altitude and then the air currents took them north. They then went lower and the air currents brought them back over the field, They dropped a weighted marker to see who could come closest to the target. This was my favorite part. Maybe because it was chilly this morning and if you stood close to the balloon you were warmed. The power of the burn and then the lift off were exciting.
This competition has been a Provo event for 25 years and this is the first time we have gone. Shame on us. It was well worth getting up at 5:30 for.Next year I want the grandchildren to go.
And all my friends.
And the neighbors.
And you.
Happy 4th of July to the country I love.
