Hot Air Ballooning
Experience freedom
The cold morning air makes little clouds as it meets my excited breath.
Rugged up, with cheeks flushed, I admire bright coloured "envelopes"
spread over the huge grassy paddock where we've gathered for our
departure. The hissing sound of propane flames....and then... one-by
one, balloons are born, limp bodies growing bigger , bolder and taller
as the hot air fuels their insides. Time to
board......weightlessness......flight......silence.......FREEDOM!
I was 10, it was my first encounter with hot air ballooning and I was
hooked.
Learn more on Wikidedia about the science behind hot air baloons.