On our final morning in Palm Springs, we got up before the crack of dawn and were ushered to an undisclosed location.
Hot air ballooning had always been on my list of things to do, and finally, the time had come for us to give it a try.
We nibbled on a few pieces of lemon loaf, too excited to get up into the sky, and waited for the rest of our crew to trickle in. And as we did so, our experienced pilot told us all about his worldwide adventures and hot air ballooning competitions, easing us of any fears in the back of our minds.
As the sun began to rise, out came the giant balloon and an oversized heating fan.
We watched as the balloon began to grow and grow, realizing just how giant these things were. Close to 7 metres tall (or taller), our chariot was filled with blues, greens, reds, and yellows. Pairing beautifully with the cool pink and purple tones oozing up from behind the mountains.
As it filled with warm air, we made sure to help out, if necessary.
Until finally, it lifted upright signalling it was just about time to go.
Once our balloon was finally blown up and ready to float off into the sun, we quickly hopped into the basket and let it whisk us away.
Between bursts of fuel, we dipped up and down in the air currents, slowly gliding our way across the city of Palm Springs.
Holding tight onto the basket.
And listening to the sounds of dogs barking below. Apparently, when the fuel is blasted, it emits a high pitched sound that only dogs can hear. As we floated on by, dogs would burst out of their homes below, run in circles, jump like crazy, and bark like there was no tomorrow. I’m sure their owners, however, were less than pleased.
The skyline of Palm Springs is so natural, with giant mountains all around and swarms of palm trees below.
Unfortunately, there were no other balloons in the sky that day, but it was fun all the same. Besides, ballooning in Cappadocia is still on my bucket list.
The journey lasted about an hour, and as we headed down to land we could almost reach out and touch the trees. I didn’t try, however, for fear of falling out!
By now, the mountains were glowing a beautiful indigo colour.
We braced our knees, held on tight, and came to a soft landing in a famer’s field.
Ending the trip with the age-old tradition of a little bubbly (or sparkling apple cider for me).
The ride was so much calmer than I had thought and it was quite lovely to do in the morning sunrise! If you’re looking for something fun to do in Palm Springs, I would recommend it.
If you would like to book the same ride, check out Fantasy Balloon Flights. The route of the ride changes daily depending on the wind, but with seas of palm trees, glowing pink skies, and hazy mountains, you can’t really go wrong.
The making of this post was sponsored by Fantasy Balloon Flights, but all thoughts and opinions are my own. Given that the weather wasn’t all that warm and we were looking for a little adventure, it was quite fun and an unforgettable experience.