Showing posts with label hot air balloons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hot air balloons. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 4, 2018

A Colorful Morning


"Would you like to ride in my beautiful balloon
Would you like to ride in my beautiful balloon
We could float among the stars together, you and I
For we can fly, we can fly

Up, up and away
My beautiful, my beautiful
balloon" 
 

All four balloons in the air!

Just outside of Rapid City, South Dakota lies a natural depression called the "Stratobowl."  This tiny valley rimmed with tall rocky cliffs creates the perfect environment for hot air balloon launches.  Beginning in 1934, when a manned high-altitude balloon named The Explorer lifted off from the grassy floor, several record-setting scientific research balloons have begun their flights from this humble canyon.


Beginning to inflate

Every September a local hot air balloon club holds a rally in the Stratobowl to commemorate these historic flights.


Getting bigger....

The last day of my September South Dakota trip, I got the chance to witness one of these balloon launches.  My oldest niece has an ex-college roommate whose entire family pilots hot air balloons.  Since prepping a large balloon for flight takes many hands, my niece often gets asked to help.  She invited me to come along and watch (and of course bring my camera).  I was thrilled to have an opportunity to witness and photograph the event.


Almost there....

Hot air balloonists are early risers.  Balloons are typically launched just after dawn, when winds are most likely to be calm.  That's how I found myself in my niece's car at o-dark-thirty that morning, heading to the Stratobowl.  The valley floor is private property, so this area is typically closed to the public during the balloon rally.  But thanks to my niece's connections, we zipped right down to the bottom where the first two balloons were being spread out, awaiting inflation.


Time for the hot air!

It was damp and chilly that morning, a foggy mist rising from the grassy field (which made the photographer in me very happy).  However, strong winds were blasting the Stratobowl's upper rim.  Although the natural bowl protected balloon participants from the gusts, they were totally exposed once the balloons left this safe haven.  Event organizers were debating whether to allow the day's scheduled launch.


Up and away!

After standing in the cold, wet mist for a half hour the word came down.  No flights today - the wind was too strong to safely launch.  A few of the balloonists immediately packed up and left, heading to another location where the weather was reputed to be calmer.


Give it one final blast

But four balloons decided to stay, inflate anyway, and do tethered flights below the canyon rim.  Hooray!  I'd get to see these colorful airships in action after all!


My niece's friend's balloon

The first two balloons were laid out, and large fans pointed at their openings.  Once the balloons were filled nearly to capacity, hot air burners replaced the fans, finishing the inflation and causing the balloons to right themselves.  It was a fascinating process to watch.


Two balloons inflated

Then crews attached several heavy nylon straps to the balloons - one end was tethered to stationary objects on the ground (mostly bumpers of large trucks).  The pilots climbed inside their baskets, fired up the burners, and the balloons gracefully began to rise.



Balloon number three is almost ready to go

Even though the balloons couldn't ascend very high, seeing these colorful airships floating above me was breathtaking. 


High in the sky

I only wish the skies would've cooperated with blue hues instead of washed-out whites.  Made for challenging photographic conditions.  The bright white skies tricked my camera's light meter and I was constantly underexposing the balloons.  It took many shots for me to figure out the correct adjustments to capture things properly.


Three balloons ready

Then I noticed my niece's friend's balloon was beginning to inflate.  It was a bright red and yellow striped beauty.  I stood off to the side, trying to nab some images without getting in the way.


The foggy ground made for great pics

However, the crew members and the other spectators were all very nice.  No one seemed to mind me taking photographs.  There were other photographers roaming around and we all were mindful of staying out of each other's shots.


Now a fourth balloon begins inflating

My niece's friend's balloon became fully inflated and I watched as it slowly drift off the ground. 


Four balloons ready for flight

Now all four balloons were fully inflated and ready for flight.  Nearby spectators began to climb into their baskets for short rides.


Giving spectators rides

The four balloons alternated between being in the air and on the ground.  I was hoping to get a few photos of all four balloons in the air at once, but didn't happen very often.  I had to keep my eyes peeled and be quick on the shutter.


My turn!

Then my niece motioned me over.  Would I like to ride in her friend's balloon?  Oh boy, would I!  She didn't have to ask twice.


Views from on high

My niece's friend instructed me to climb into the basket.  Then the other passenger scrambled out.  She fired up the burners and we slowly began to rise. 


The tether tied to a pickup truck

We didn't climb very high - only about 100 feet I think.  I was torn between taking lots of photographs and just enjoying the ride.  In the end, I managed to get a few images of my views from the balloon basket.  But it was such an amazing experience - very quiet and peaceful just floating in the air.  I wished we could've flown higher.



The burner in action

This young lady, only in her mid-20s, was already an accomplished balloon pilot.  She definitely know what she was doing and expertly guided the balloon up and back down again.  I was impressed by how professional and skilled she was for such a young age.  I was so busy taking in the scenery and photographing, that my ride was over before I thought to ask her more questions.


My niece takes a ride with her friend

Once back on the ground, my niece jumped in the basket with her friend.


Trying to capture the balloon's underside

I got a few photos of the two young ladies soaring above me, chatting away as good friends do.


My niece and her friend the balloon pilot

It's awesome to see young people involved in such unusual activities.  Hats off to both my niece (who has recently started graduate school) and her friend (who is an engineer for Polaris and flies hot air balloons in her spare time).



Colorful spectacle in the Stratobowl

Although I was a tiny bit disappointed not to be able to witness an actual balloon launch, it was still great fun to photograph these colorful balloons and observe first hand how they are inflated and flown.


My niece admiring the balloon

Huge thanks to my niece for taking her old aunt along for the ride.  It was a fabulous morning I won't soon forget!


Saturday, May 12, 2012

OSU Mom's Weekend

The weekend before Mother's day is traditionally mom's weekend at Oregon State University.  In the four years Denise has attended OSU, I've yet to miss a one.  Last weekend was no exception.  I packed my car on Friday afternoon and headed south towards Corvallis.


Size matters!  Click on any image to enjoy a larger version.


Mother-daughter photo op

Wanting to avoid the Friday afternoon traffic on I-5, I sought an alternate route.  I'd read about a short hiking trail at Willamette Mission State Park, and since it was sort of on the way, decided to make a short detour and check it out.  This hike is also one of the "100 hikes" in Sullivan's book I've yet to check off the list. 



Willamette River at the Wheatland Ferry crossing

The park is about 9 miles north of Salem, deep in the heart of the Willamette Valley farm country.  The drive was especially scenic, through rolling farmland and forested valleys.  But when I reached my destination, I found it closed, the main road barricaded off.  I discovered - much to my disappointment - most of the park under water.  It's been an extremely rainy spring, and an abundance of "liquid sunshine" caused the Willamette River to overflow its banks.  No hiking for me today!


The Wheatland auto ferry

But all was not lost.  I whipped out my map and saw that the Wheatland Ferry was practically next door.  If I crossed the river on the ferry, and took a secondary road for a short distance, I'd connect with US Hwy 99W.  This alternate, scenic route would take me straight into Corvallis.

So I got to ride the Wheatland Ferry.  This particular ferry, in operation since 1844, is the oldest ferry landing in Oregon. With a maximum capacity of of six autos, the Wheatland Ferry provides a vital connection to the neighboring farm communities.  A ride across the mighty Willamette costs a mere two dollars. 

That day the river was running high and fast.  But the ferry plowed right through the water, and got my car safely to the other side.  What a fun experience!  Definitely something I don't do every day.



Hot air balloon rides for Mom's weekend

After a beautiful drive through neon-green farm country (I never knew there were so many wineries north of Salem!) I arrived safely in Corvallis.  Friday night was spent doing the usual mom things, buying my broke college student groceries, and taking her out for a nice dinner.



The balloon rises through flowering trees

Saturday morning, Denise and I headed to the OSU campus to check out the Mom's weekend activities.  One of the more popular offerings was hot air balloon rides for moms and students.  Although we weren't able to get a ride (it was booked solid all morning) I enjoyed seeing the colorful balloon moored in the middle of campus.  Great photos ops too. 


Beautiful flowers on campus

The school hosted a large craft fair adjacent to the student union building.  Denise and I had fun looking over all the wonderful handmade items.  We always end up buying something (or in today's case I bought three "somethings.")

 
More lovely floral displays

One of the things I enjoy most about coming to Corvallis for Mom's weekend is seeing the OSU campus in spring.  The grounds are landscaped beautifully with a great variety of different flora.  All the flowering bushes and trees are at the height of their bloom.  There are rhododendrons and azaleas in many different hues - some that I've never seen before.  It's a true kaleidoscope of color.

 

My beautiful daughter

With a little persuasion, I was able to get my daughter to pose for a photo by this lovely peach azalea bush.  Isn't she beautiful?


Gorgeous flowers

Denise gave me a tour of campus.  She has a new job working in the chemistry lab, and showed me the building she works in.  The doors were locked, so I decided to take an outdoor shot instead.   I thought this was an interesting view of the outside corridor looking towards the entrance.


Chemistry building

After completing our walking tour of campus (which took a little longer than Denise expected, due to her mother being distracted by the many photo ops) we decided to visit downtown Corvallis.  In all the years Denise has been a student at OSU I've never spent any time downtown.  We found lots of interesting places to check out.  They had an amazing tea shop!  And it's way better than anything I've seen in Portland.


 
Love the colors!

Our day ended with dinner at a local burger place with Denise's roommates and their mothers.  I had a blast talking with the other ladies.  It was so much fun, I considered staying over Saturday night, instead of driving back to Portland as planned.


Denise's roommates and their moms

But I'd already promised a friend I'd ski with her on Sunday, so after dinner I pointed my car north on I-5 towards home.

I had a wonderful time hanging out with my daughter.  I think this mother's weekend was my favorite one yet.  Happy Mother's Day to all you moms out there!  And Happy Mother's Day to my mom too!