Us, in the middle of the Mara plains.


Just grass for as far as you could see.

This was three ballons of people. They used the sheer in the wind at different altitudes to steer across the plains. Before we took off they all agree a landing place and we all set off in very different directions, and then converged again at the end.
(robbersdog, Fri 27 May 2011, 18:17, 1 reply)

Huge click!
For the story, and for my lovely sis-in-law, studying to pilot hot air balloons in memory of her recently late father, lovely man, who would have loved the food and the trip .. :-)
(Beer Elf Thought this was like a campfire, anyhow, on, Fri 27 May 2011, 21:32, closed)

Good luck to her!
We had a great time in the ball on and had plenty of time to chat to the pilot. He does this most days. He has a team of people who prep the balloon for him, under his supervision. He flies out over the Masai Mara, sees the sunrise and watches all the animals going about their business. He then lands the balloon, helps everyone out and sits down for champagne and cooked breakfast in the most incredible scenery. He still can't believe he gets paid to do this, and said there is a shortage of balloon pilots in Kenya. What an awesome job.
(robbersdog, Fri 27 May 2011, 21:42, closed)