Online Journalist that I am, I could probably float my own balloon with the hot air I generate...and let’s not even broach the topic of Digestive Vapors, of which (with the help of a little garlic) I am a Champion Producer.
Regardless, it’s got to be a wonderful thing, floating in silence above the earth on a cool, crisp Vermont morning in October. Courtesy of Elisson the Younger, here are some photographs. Beautiful as they are, I’m sure they cannot come close to capturing the experience...
Look down - there are a couple of balloons below!
Fall colors at their peak.
Fog collects in the river valley at dawn.
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