Whoosh….whoosh. Taking out the garbage Monday evening, July 15th, 2019 I heard the unmistakable sound of a liquid propane burner. As the propane is gasified and ignited, the flame and exhaust are directed into the balloon, all under control of the human operator. What a sound!!
These past years, hot air balloons started launching from West Hill and, when the breeze (balloons never launch in winds, as far as I know) is right the balloon and gondola full of passengers drift in the direction of our home. More than one time, directly overhead, I estimate 200 feet away. We could clearly see and converse with the passengers. What fun.

Each previous viewing I regretted not filming the balloon as the vision floated away. Last Monday, I dropped everything (not literally, I did leave the garbage in the bin), mounted the Canon lens EF 70-300mm f/4-5.6L IS USM on a EOS 1Ds Mark III body, returning to the north side of our property as the balloon emerged from the trees, only the envelope visible.

We have enjoyed this balloon before, the envelope pattern evokes a classic Navajo Rug, the colors really pop against the blue sky.

Why the Whooooosh?
Tourists and local residents pay $230 per person for the experience of floating silently over Finger Lakes landscape with a launch from Trumansburg, ending up over Ithaca, in its valley surrounded by hills. Cayuga Lake is visible the entire flight, to the east, then northeast as the path reaches Ithaca. As they approached the balloon elevation was not so high relative to our home. You can see this clearly in the first photograph. With the zoom on 300 mm I was almost able to look into the basket, each of the four riders (the operation, looking at a cell phone, and three passengers) was recognizable.
There are three propane burners, two in front and the edge of a third just visible between the front pair.

Ethereal silence and reveres are broken when the burner lights up. Here it appears only one burner is running, sending the craft high above us.

Seven of the forty images are shared here. The duration was three minutes. With a goal of capturing the action, I had the camera on burst mode, with the shutter pressed the exposures run serially, in close succession.

I perfected these seven photographs to represent the perfection of this colorful event as it passed from the northwest, disappearing in the tree line to the southeast.

I am listening for the next event, camera and lens ready.
Post script….it was my usual early morning blogging time when I heard the familiar Whooooosshh, whoooosssshhh, grabbed my IPhone for a video and captured the following. You will hear the gondola occupants chatting. The burner was turned on at 1:03 when the balloon was fairly distant. The Whoooosssshhhh is low, but audible.
Today, they were headed North/Northwest in the opposite direction from Monday and are backlit. Enjoy!!
He is very close. Nice to see. Very impressive. The sound of a balloon is also overwhelming. Great photos Michael!
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It does not come often enough to be tiresome, so each close encounter is a wonder.
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Those are fine photos. We have a small balloon festival here each year, and it’s great fun to watch them rise up. It’s not something I’d be inclined to do, but I do like the sight of the balloons.
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I am with you on that one. I’d need to have 1,000% confidence in the operator. It would be thrilling to experience the view of the lake. We can got to the Johnson Museum at Cornell University for a great view of the lake, but that would be better. If I had a good video camera I’d consider it.
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I like how the balloons are always so colorful!!
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A great deal of joy goes into the creation. I feel the same.
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I have not flown in a hot air balloon but I have been sky diving. When the chute opens it seems there is a profound silence compared to the 200-mph preliminary free-fall. The balloons are beautiful though. Very colorful.
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Two very different experiences. I’d consider a balloon ride. You are adventurous to have sky dived.
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Perfect pictures with the blue sky!
Glad you got your camera to take these pictures. Quick thinking!
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The first few times I was rooted in place by the experience.
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Photos are great with clean blue sky. I have never flown in a balloon but always enjoy to watch them. it should be wonderful experience.
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It can be. I remember Dorothy jumping from the balloon, prior to launching, to retrieve Toto.
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How wonderful that you were able to capture these photos, Michael Stephen. I loved seeing this series of photos, and your descriptions did a good job of sharing the immediacy of witnessing such a short-lived event taking place right over your head, and the distinctive sound of a hot air balloon as well. I liked the video too, especially the rooster. Truly a delight here, thank you.
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People from Central America live a street over and keep hens and roosters. We often wonder how the manage on the cold days. Grandchildren love to point out, “That’s a Rooster!!”
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Great shots!
To Oz… to Oz! 🙂
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Yes, ha ha, or Trumansburg.
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COOL!!! 🙂
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Thanks, M.B.!!
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Glorious! thanks for sharing the photos and video!
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My pleasure, Anne
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Great series of photographs! These remind me of watching a few balloons sail over daughter’s house a few years ago. We could hear the “whoose” as the burners kept the balloon on a steady elevation. Sadly, the daughter and her family moved to a different neighborhood, which isn’t in the flight path of the balloons.
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great memories…..better than being on the flight path of a major airport like we were, growing up on Long Island. It was fun to watch the SST’s (supersonic transports) come in when they were the latest wave of the future.
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Cool video. Love the birds singing and rooster crowing in the background.
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The variety of early morning birdsong is increasing, or maybe I am listening more. Glad for your response, LTodd.
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A hot-air-balloon ride is on my bucket list. Beautiful photos!
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Best wishes on your ride. Thanks for visiting, Crystal.
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How lucky to have that experience more than once. The one time I saw one in the hood was about 40 years ago. One of these years I’d like to try the passenger’s view.
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Balloons started to frequent Ithaca about 5 years ago. Last year the route of that one started over our house. You need to find a great location for your first flight.
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Up up and away! Michael, stunning images of the close passing of the balloon flight! You capture the ethereal silence beautifully both in your photos and your writing – before the loud whoosh. Have you ever been up yourself on one of the trips?
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Sadly, no. That and going up in a glider are “on hold” with the pandemic. Just not worth the risk. I sent my son up on a glider for his 18th birthday over 20 years ago.
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What a wonderful experience for your son – was he tempted to fly a glider again?
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How remarkable that this happens right over your roof top and yard! Your photos are spectacular and I really enjoyed all the birds the chattering occupants – and the rooster! – in the background of your video!
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The other day it flew directly over our home — we were concerned about how close they were.
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I was thinking about that – yikes!! How many flights do they do a week in your immediate area?
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Twice daily, morning and evening. Have not seen the balloon since that day a few weeks ago.
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What a lovely surprise for you on a summer evening! Thank you for sharing.
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My pleasure, Janet
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