We met at the field at 6pm Sunday night for the pilots meeting.
Fingers were crossed that the ground had dried enough to allow the pilots to drive on it for a launch, and it had. Yay! The pilots and crew want to fly every bit as much as the crowd wants the balloons to fly.
Some views from the field:
This was the most well attended Sunday night flight that I've seen. The Saturday washout really had people hoping for some Sunday action.
Remember that construction sight landing? Yeah? So does the balloon.
There was a little crowding going on on the field while trying to avoid the wetter areas, so in true Denny form - we were the last to leave the ground.
Right behind Sarah.
Bye Rita! Bye Denny!
The crowd always cheers when the balloon takes off.
The goal was to get as close to the target as possible, but whoever was manning the target was a little confused, and had pulled it up before the last balloons got there. She may have thought it was the first three balloons to the target on not the three closest balloons. Not sure - I never heard, but had the target been left, I'm sure we were in for the win.
It was a beautiful flight to chase.
On the ground and re-fueled - we got back to the launch sight and our cars right around 10:30. I felt bad as I had read the hours of the carnival and relayed to Allan that they'd be closed when he got off work at nine. He'd been hoping for some carnival food and a few rides. Don't tell him.
They were still open, and all the rides were running - most with just a few people on them at most. No Lines!
Now I can start sharing U.P. photos.