I have three sentences for you. Three sentences that make one of the best adventure stories ever told. They go like this:
Hot.
Air.
Balloon.
I know. Half way through that story, you were wondering where I was headed, huh? But you gotta admit, the ending is pretty good. Exactly one thousand two hundred feet off the ground. With nothing between me and certain death but a whicker basket, a little bit of rubber, random spurts of propane flames, and a balloon.
Just like Curious George.
I am now one of the proud “Once in a Lifetime Opportunity” participants. Just outside Hartsel, Colorado. Elevation 9,000 feet. With my mom and little sister. Twenty-four hours after summiting a 14,000 mountain on foot and seeing a somewhat similar view.
Y’all should certainly try it sometime.