Wyoming (Cont'd)

 

And up I went.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Normally, balloons traveling at roughly the same altitude move in the same direction at the same rate. However, the wind layers were distinct enough that morning that by just being a bit higher, I began to close in on the Cloud-Kisser, the Riverton balloon. They descended and I ascended so that I could go floating over them.

 

 

 

 

Fly me to the Moon...

 

Continued....