I’ve read stories about how flight attendants and adventurous passengers joined the Mile High Club. Some of the stories ended up in employees being fired and other bad endings. But this story has a happy ending, I assure you.
The day set out with an adventurous spirit. We arrived with a group of friends for our flight. I jumped in the bucket and the flight operator got things heated up.
When I say hot, I mean it got real hot. You could feel your eye brawls heating up.
The fire really got everyone excited and heated up.
Before long, we were getting it up off the ground.
Right about now is when I thought this might be a bad idea. My hands grasped the handles a title tighter. Too bad the floor was made of basket I thought.
Our first sight was of a river crossing at a low altitude. We couldn’t join the Mile High Club without getting warmed up.
We passed over a few farms on our way.
Even though everyone was doing it, looking over at our friends in the nearby balloon didn’t give any reassurance.
As we approached the Mile High Club, I counted down to the 5,280 foot mark. The first reading was 5,205.
Unfortunately, my camera froze and I only caught the 5,230 mark instead of the 5,280 Mile High Club mark. So you’ll have to envision the picture yourself.
Joining the Mile High Club in a hot air balloon is exactly what I expected it would be, but only slightly more scary than imagined.
The ride up in the hot air balloon was more frightening than expected, but the views from the Mile High Club were well worth it.
Have you ever joined the Mile High Club and was it everything you thought it would be?