
Capturing an experience in words
While she has no formal training in journalism or writing as such, Jackie told us she always loved to “capture experiences in words”. She is a member of a creative writing group, and used to write a monthly newsletter for a Buddhist Centre.
In her feedback to us, she also told us how happy she felt with our customer service:“The customer support and warmth from Virgin was superb.”Without any further ado, we invite you to read about Jackie’s experience in a hot air balloon.
Hot air balloon flight on Jackie's bucketlist
“May I complete one of my bucket list goals of experiencing a hot air balloon flight with you please? The anticipation, the waiting, the not knowing, all these ingredients created a delicious mixture of excitement and slight apprehension. The delicate combination of available dates and the perfect weather is like making that amazing risotto. I mean, what are the chances of having clear visibility, pretty much no rain and miniscule wind and achieving this in the Lake District? The very location where it’s rare for all those factors to happen together!
“I had no idea how large the balloon was”
I had no idea how large the balloon was! It was quite simply huge! The Land Rover and trailer arrived and that’s when it started to hit me – it’s here, it’s real and sometimes dreams do become a reality. The child part of me was totally filled with joy, excitement and energy. The balloon would never take off with this much bounce in me! We followed the vehicles over the road, to the field. The basket was eased off the trailer via 2 ramps and tipped onto its side for the balloon to be attached. The balloon was taken from its bag and stretched across the field like a huge, red long snake.
A gentle launch over countryside landscape
The feeling of taking off was quite surreal, it wasn’t dramatic, but gentle. The whole experience was very special. I didn’t even notice taking off, it just happened, like a giant, soft hand scooping underneath the basket and lifting us up. The peace, the lightness, feelings of floating, the gasps of awe and faces overcome with emotion with the experience were so touching. The giddiness of pure pleasure of completing a lifetime’s ambition to fly in a hot air balloon, drifting silently over countryside and literally seeing a totally different perspective on life was the most intense, but beautiful feeling. We slowly gained height. I had that first glance over the side of the basket, looking down and we were gliding gently over the top of a giant horse chestnut tree. I saw its candelabras of flowers and the different shades and textures, it was like magic.What Jackie saw from above
Then I saw patches of flattened grass, left by sleeping cows, cow patches I called them! From a height, the patches looked like giant, silver thumb prints pressed into the grass. As we gained height, I saw small roads and a tiny river, I saw wide sheep and wide lambs. I saw a hare racing along, like a furry bullet, in a furrow in a field. I saw 2 deer, startled by the intense sound of propane gas being momentarily blasted into the balloon above. They panicked, trying to find their way out of a field. They found an open gate and shot through it like balls from a pinball machine. They had such grace and elegance.
Back to regular reality out of a perfect balloon flight
After nearly an hour in the air and the light changing, it was time to start our descent. We gently dropped in height; small-looking things became bigger. We skimmed over a hedge, with a crunching sound coming from underneath the basket. We drifted some more, trying to locate a field, without cattle or crops in it, to land. Chris, our pilot, contacted his guys so they could accurately locate us. Everything became bigger, even the blades of grass now seemed huge. We braced ourselves for the landing. We were then snapped abruptly out of our dream states and back on terra firma with a bit of a jolt and a wobble. Once more we were back on land and life didn’t feel quite the same. We departed the basket as equally disgracefully as we’d climbed in.Do it again!
We were invited to step inside the deflating red balloon, which felt surreal too. I’ve never been in a balloon auditorium before, but it all added to that very special experience. Helping to pack the balloon away was fun. I just couldn’t see how so much material would fit back inside such a seemingly small bag, even though I’d seen it come out at the start. There’s a technique and you either have it and it works or you don’t and it doesn’t…a good metaphor for life really.