Idaho (Continued)
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I floated off to the West, staying low to enjoy the company of the other balloons. |
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We followed Interstate 90 and the Spokane River into Washington. |
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Finally, it seemed that I wasn't going to be able to get crew into position to grab and stop me, so I dropped into a field beside a housing development and stopped up against a tree, ten feet in the air. |
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It was disappointing not being able to save the balloons, but it was an interesting lesson in tree recovery, and I was happy enough to have had such a beautiful flight and be safely back on the ground. I left my name and number with the woman whose house was closest to where I landed. She had found the whole thing very amusing and had no problem with it, but several days later I did get a call from someone in the area, complaining that the balloons in the tree were spoiling their view. As I was already back in San Diego at the time, one of my crew volunteers in Coeur d'Alene, Gregory Quinn, was nice enough to return to the site with a pole to knock the pieces of balloon out of the tree. |
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