For a lot of the year, early risers in my city can often see a balloon
or two drifting across the sky. I welcome them each time I see them.
However, in March for about ten days the city goes a bit balloon mad. Each year we have a Balloon Spectacular (which starts as Enlighten finishes) and up to fifty balloons are launched each day. Bliss. There is always at least one 'feature' balloon. This year? There were two. A Hummingbird from California which was HUGE and lovely and a Smurf from Belgium which was less to my taste. However it was a balloon. And I love them.
Weather permitting they take off from the lawns of Old Parliament House, and as well as the fortunate riders, it has become a tradition for people to come along and watch them inflate and take off (another free treat). This year the weather wasn't kind. The balloons only took off twice in the entire festival. However the skinny one, his sister and I were lucky enough to be there on one of those days.
My youngest brother is, like me, a balloon tragic. Despite having already seen the balloons launch I went with him on the last day hoping for more joy. Sadly this year he missed out. Next year.
I understand using tragic as a noun in this way is peculiar to Australians. Essentially it means an interest in something which some might consider has been taken to obsessional levels. I love balloons. I have flown in them (and mourn that I doubt I can clamber into the basket any longer) and seeing them always brightens my day.
On our successful venture we headed off, arriving at the launch venue just before dawn. As is usual lots (and lots) of photos follow and will embiggen if clicked upon.
There was a full moon, some light cloud and no wind to speak of (and it was wind gusts which kept the balloons grounded most days) when we headed off.
We were unbelievably lucky.
The soccer ball probably counts as a feature balloon as well.
That giant expanse of material? The Hummingbird.
And now to the Smurf, which I didn't see inflating.
And some random shots of the wonder. Yes Andrew, I did sneak a sunrise photo into the mix. Of course.
It was a delightful start to the day and even the smaller portion who is emphatically not a morning person was smiling from ear to ear.
However, in March for about ten days the city goes a bit balloon mad. Each year we have a Balloon Spectacular (which starts as Enlighten finishes) and up to fifty balloons are launched each day. Bliss. There is always at least one 'feature' balloon. This year? There were two. A Hummingbird from California which was HUGE and lovely and a Smurf from Belgium which was less to my taste. However it was a balloon. And I love them.
Weather permitting they take off from the lawns of Old Parliament House, and as well as the fortunate riders, it has become a tradition for people to come along and watch them inflate and take off (another free treat). This year the weather wasn't kind. The balloons only took off twice in the entire festival. However the skinny one, his sister and I were lucky enough to be there on one of those days.
My youngest brother is, like me, a balloon tragic. Despite having already seen the balloons launch I went with him on the last day hoping for more joy. Sadly this year he missed out. Next year.
I understand using tragic as a noun in this way is peculiar to Australians. Essentially it means an interest in something which some might consider has been taken to obsessional levels. I love balloons. I have flown in them (and mourn that I doubt I can clamber into the basket any longer) and seeing them always brightens my day.
On our successful venture we headed off, arriving at the launch venue just before dawn. As is usual lots (and lots) of photos follow and will embiggen if clicked upon.
There was a full moon, some light cloud and no wind to speak of (and it was wind gusts which kept the balloons grounded most days) when we headed off.
We were unbelievably lucky.
The soccer ball probably counts as a feature balloon as well.
That giant expanse of material? The Hummingbird.
And now to the Smurf, which I didn't see inflating.
And some random shots of the wonder. Yes Andrew, I did sneak a sunrise photo into the mix. Of course.