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Hot Air Balloon Ride – Flash Fiction

My boyfriend glumly watched it storm. Why was he so upset we had to reschedule our hot air balloon ride over Letchworth. We had the whole summer. Even our parents called to commiserate.

Finally, two months later the brilliant sun made spray from the water falls sparkle and bend with rainbow colors visible. The reflection from the gorge rocks glinted so bright we had to shade our eyes. Suddenly others in the basket turned their backs. My boyfriend presented a dazzling diamond ring brighter than the sunshine. Oh my. Yes!

Our parents treated us to dinner after we landed.

 

Note: Letchworth State Park in western New York state is known as the Grand Canyon of the east.

 March 8, 2018, prompt from Charli Mills at Carrot Ranch Literary: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that features a balloon. It can be a party balloon or a hot air balloon. How does it add to your story? Go where the prompt leads.

Respond by March 13, 2018, to be included in the compilation (published March 14). Rules are here. All writers are welcome!

National Ride With Wind Day

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.

balloon festival

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.

 

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