We took off east of the field (apparently in racer territory as there were about 10 racers that took off from this spot, some of which are in the pictures), and man were the winds funky. At one point Dad was litterally stopped, just hanging in mid-air. His GPS didn't register any movement at all. I took a video on my camera showing him not moving (I posted the video, but no promises on whether it will work - especially for those looking at this via dial-up: it's the one smack in the middle of the pics). Then he went up & crossed the road, went a little higher & crossed the road back the other way. It was a beautiful morning, but pictures just didn't do it justice. With the slow winds, balloons were just hanging in the sky. Dad missed the field to the north, but landed in the front yard of a field to the west. We were able to pull him up to the driveway & drive the van right up to him. Another short grass take off & landing. Jo Ann left when we pulled into the field to watch (she had to head back to AZ), so good-bye's were said. We went to Crouse Cafe for breakfast, and the onion rings were still good!




