I was up at 4 am because the balloons were scheduled to take off at 6:30 am – early for me – but I made it. Driving through the Inland Empire was easy as pie. Much too early for traffic, so I was able to speed right along. When I closed in on Lake Skinner it was a different matter. Not a lot of traffic, at least not in front of me, it was all
piled up behind me. The fog was so thick I could hardly see the edge of the road, and even though I knew it was unlikely, I kept seeing my car taking a plunge into the lake - so I drove VERY slowly - much to the chagrin of everyone behind me.
I finally made it to the parking lot ( there was a lot of applause from behind me as I turned in and parked).
It was so overcast that morning that most of the balloon owners were driving off to find another spot to launch. I decided to stay at Lake Skinner and take my chances. Am I glad I did. I got a chance to see the balloons inflated and an opportunity to go inside one of the balloons as it was filled with air. I got in line to ride one of the balloons but felt much like the little boy standing with his family in front of me.... not too sure. But I jumped in and we were "up, up and away". It was fun (even though we were tethered to the ground and only went up about six or so stories).