Up, Up and Away!

8 09 2009
This weekend found itself in the heart of Livingston County, NY. Dansville to be exact.

Full of Hot Air

For it was the New York State Festival of Balloons.
And balloons there were!

We were off like a pack of, well…

Turtle(s)

Turtle(s)

Once to Dansville (about a hour and a half) we were bombarded by NO COOLERS NO PETS NO ALCOHOL signage.
Figuring this was to increase profits, we began The Search for Frosty Beverages.

No Beer

No Beer

“Hmmmm”, I said to whoever would listen. “Check out the Jesus Fish on that food stand!”
We laughed.

No Wine.

No Wine.

“That’s an odd thing to put on a taco truck…” (“Jesus is Lord”)
And after we located a changing station (sponsored by Grace Baptist Church of Dansville), it occurred to us that Dansville was Dry County.
Tears dried, we continued on our day.

Come inside our old balloon!

"Come inside our old balloon!"

One of the attractions was a former balloon (held together with duct tape) which was just filled with cool air.
Let me tell you, the side of those things are deceiving.
While I got my dollars admission worth, Baby Teppo was less excited…

Is it feeding time yet?

Is it feeding time yet?

inside the balloon, towards the top

inside the balloon, towards the top

also inside the balloon

also inside the balloon

Things started taking off (pun intended) and I forgot how much I really enjoyed going ballooning.

one, two, three! three balloons.

one, two, three! three balloons.

Not that I’ve been in a balloon (that 2nd anniversary gift certificate is still in my sock drawer, poor timing on our part), but back in Michigan, they used to have a balloon festival.

Yivo? Is that you?

Yivo? Is that you?

Watching those balloons float off into the distance…

Up, Up and Away!

Up, Up and Away!

Dunno… soothes the soul or something.
Then again, a pair of baby’s baby blues don’t hurt either…

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6 responses

8 09 2009
S. Le

Fantastic photos! Cute wee lad!

8 09 2009
Stephanie of Stopbouncing

Why thank you! And he’s going to break A LOT of hearts.

8 09 2009
Dennis the Vizsla

I didn’t realize New York still had dry counties! But that just reinforces what I used to tell people who weren’t familiar with New York, which was “parts of upstate New York are EXACTLY like the deep South”.

9 09 2009
Stephanie of Stopbouncing

Oh, totally… and I left out the part about the Motorcycle Gang for Jesus… It was surreal.

9 09 2009
nat @ book, line, and sinker

nothing reminds me of summer like hot air balloons. my childhood home is situated on 3 acres of property–practically a farm by new jersey standards–and as a kid, hot air balloons would land in our backyard 2 or 3 times every summer.

ballooning protocol was to drop low, ask us if they could land in our yard, and then touch down. the entire neighborhood would run to our yard to watch. a few times the ballooners gave us champagne and once my sis and i got to go up in the balloon–about 40 feet up and then back down. WHOA!

the fire always scared me but the colors were soooo pretty. these days there’s a balloon festival at the end of every july about 5 miles from my childhood home. i love to sit in my parents’ backyard and watch them float over the house…and hope that one will land for old time’s sake.

9 09 2009
Stephanie of Stopbouncing

That is so neat! Thanks for sharing (and pass the lemonade)

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