Saturday before last we were asked to crew for Eagles Wings Hot Air Balloons. But this time it was a fun event for the balloon owners, called a “Fun Fly”.

We followed them up north…..

to Cool Springs, NC, near Statesville.

To a beautiful old farm house in the country. With lots of rolling hills and plenty of clear skies for balloons to lift off from.

Everyone was asked to bring a dish of food for a covered dish dinner.

I wanted to try a sample of everything that was brought, but there was so much food and no way could I have had room for even one bite of everything.

But what I did try…… was delicious.

Here we have the balloon unloaded and are beginning to air it up.

As are the others around us.

The air has been heated and the balloon is beginning to rise.

Up, up and away.

Usually, it’s the pilot and a rider. But this time two of the pilot’s faithful workers got to ride.

His wife.

And my husband, The Captain.

The chasers, me included, watch to see in which direction they will be drifting, check the map and take off to get ahead of them.

Then stop and watch their direction again. While checking the map for roads leading in the same direction.

We counted 19 balloons at one time. I have most of them in this picture.

Naturally, the balloons all went in the same direction. There were vans, trucks and SUV’s parked sporadically along side the road.

Waiting to see in which direction to head next.

We are parked along side the road and it looks like the balloon is heading straight for those trees.

But it’s higher than it looks.

Here it’s drifting over the trees from the above picture.

There’s my Captain waving at me as he passes over.

Coming down.

As it lands one of the chasers run to it, to help hold it down.

While they were up there they watched herds of cows running away from the balloons.

We were parked by an electric fence and I was hoping they wouldn’t land in that COW field.

I know they are hard to see, but the cows are there dotting the field in behind those trees.

Cause scared or not….

you know those cows would have had to visit me.

At a dead run!

Like they always do when I step in their pasture.

Luckily, they did not land inside the pasture fence.

We had a great time as usual.

And I was thankful that the pilot’s wife, who hasn’t ridden in the balloon basket in a long time,

and my husband who had been itching to ride again since that first trip over two years ago.

If you ever get the chance to drift away in a hot air balloon basket…..


You won’t regret the experience.

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Breath Of Fresh Air

Last Friday, The Captain and I were given, at the last minute, tickets to a concert in the BIG CITY.

I’ve told you before that I only go to the big city if I have to.


if I’m given last minute concert tickets.

That definitely warrants the drive to the big city in my book.

We were given four tickets to an Alan Jackson/Josh Turner concert in Charlotte, NC.

The Captain was sent home early from work (his last day before starting his lay-off period of four weeks again). This regularly happens in his line of work.

So as soon as Boo arrived home from school, we made sure the chores were finished, found a friend for him to take, and headed for Charlotte.

We arrived in plenty of time for the concert, but not early enough for tail-gating. But that’s fine with me.


We were under the canopy, out of the sun, but not really close enough for good pictures. Below are the best of what I took.

This is Josh Turner singing his heart out.


This is a big screen where they advertise and show close up shots of the band and main attraction.


You can also send a text to the big screen. The texts run in ticker tape fashion across the screen. My plans were to text TWISTED FENCEPOST, and then get a picture of it on the big screen. But as you can tell, from the yellow blurry area at the bottom, that getting an actual picture of the the text was impossible.

Darn it!

Below are random pictures of the typical concert scene.

Dancing in the aisle.


This couple was sitting beside us. And as usual, my social butterfly, The Captain, made friends and chatted away with them, before the concert and during intermission.

The faithful cigarette lighter tribute.


And these people sitting in front of us.


The lady in the white, stood up the whole time. Starting from before the concert, until it was over. I was thankful when she moved over, out of my line of view. And the lady in the green tank, would NOT stop talking. Before, during and after the concert. Honestly, why did she pay to attend a concert that she was gonna talk her way through?

Sorry, the rudeness of some people I just do not understand.

Here is the countdown to Alan Jackson……


The crowd went wild.

Here is the best shot I could get of Alan Jackson to share with you. From the big screen….


Some of you followed me as I Twittered and Facebook updated our night via Blackberry. Which added more fun to my night.

I LOVE that phone!

Not knowing which lane to be in,

I told you we don’t go to the big city often and have never been to this amphitheater,

of course we got in the wrong lane for parking.

We had an extra VIP parking pass that we gave to mini-van of concert goers, for letting us cut across to the parking area.

They were surprised and greatful. Their smiles were thanks enough as they followed us into the VIP parking area.

One good turn deserves another!

We had an extra, why not give it away?!

We had a great time!

Sometimes those fly by the seat of your pants, last minute change of plan events,

can be a very welcome breath of fresh air.