This day was set aside to recognize the first human powered flight, a cyclist in the basket of a glider.
The town of Dansville in western New York state is located in the basin of a large natural valley. It’s location makes it an ideal spot for gliders, which to the locals, are so common we barely notice. Labor Day weekend is another story. That’s when the New York State Festival of Balloons takes place. It is a sight to behold; one of those things you could read about all day, but when you see it, it’s awesome. Check out their web site for details.
When my husband and I were first married, we got up at 4 am to drive the hour south so we could watch the daybreak balloon launch. Unfortunately when we got there, it was too windy to fly. We had breakfast at a local restaurant, drove home and went back to bed! Years since we have purposely driven down Rt. 390 so we could see the colorful balloons in the sky in the early evening. There are many balloon festivals all over the country if you haven’t seen one, I recommend it as an event for the family.
The page describing this day suggested if all else fails, flying a kite would be a good way to commemorate the date. The best success I ever had with a kite was on the beach in Biloxi, Mississippi. Another good spot was in Rantoul, Illinois, in a big flat field. Oh how many years ago those experiences were.