I’ve always thought I lived in a beautiful place. This weekend I got to see that beauty from a very unique vantage point. A coworker of mine at my “day job” arranged for us to go on a hot air balloon ride.
To be truthful I will say that it wasn’t exactly a bucket list thing or something I’d ever given much thought to doing. My best friend is from Albuquerque, New Mexico, a place famous for their hot air balloon festival. I’ve always thoughts the balloons were beautiful, but really that’s about as far as I’d ever taken the idea.
Having now flown in a hot air balloon, I have an entirely different outlook. It was truly one of the most amazing and magical experiences. As I said earlier, I’ve always thought I lived in a lovely county, but seeing it from high above the trees gave me a whole new appreciation for Yadkin County.
The sensation of floating above the world in the balloon in nearly indescribable. After the sound of the gas is quieted there is a silence like no other. Far below us lay the lush green forests, a deep emerald green. In lighter shades of green were fields of soybeans, gold-tasseled corn and tobacco on the verge of turning a golden shade as well. We watched as several deer frolicked below us in a cornfield. The silver-tipped white clouds were reflected back to us in small farm ponds. On the horizon the sun shone brightly right at eye level. In the distance we could see the hazy blue line of the mountains, punctuated by the familiar sight of Pilot Mountain.
Once back on the ground I felt changed somehow. I am quite literally at a loss for words on how else to describe the experience other than the words magical and life-changing.