On one of the last nights in July, one would expect sweltering temperatures and soaring humidity. That is the norm here in our part of the Midwest, but Mother Nature granted us a gift on this particular evening. It was very comfortable and even a bit cool as the sun dropped below the horizon - perfect for viewing hot air balloons (and people watching too). Families gathered beforehand at the food booths and danced to the classic rock band playing in the bandstand. Eager anticipation heightened as propane burners began to inflate the balloons.
The spheres, some round and some inverted-tear drop, took shape and rose slowly. The crowd gathered closer to get a glimpse of the mechanization involved, which was simple but fascinating. Shortly after all were full and upright, darkness fell and the "glow" began. Every few minutes a horn would sound and all the balloonists would blast simultaneously, creating a magical moment of light and color. Photographers and children and even adults thrilled to the sight, an unforgettable experience.