August
2000
but he has wings. The Louisville, Kentucky teen-ager is one of the
youngest
hot
air
balloon
pilots
in
the
nation.
The
son
of
a
commercial hot
air balloon
pilot
and
a commercial
jet
pilot, he
made his solo flight on
his fourteenth
birthday.
Most
teen-agers
long
for
freedom.
Donner
has
found
it,
floating above trees and green pastures in hisRainbow Drifter, a
1991 Aerostar. The $5,000
his family paid for the used balloon,
basket and burner has Donner literally floating above his friends
who simply long for a chance to drive the family car.
“I’ve been
around
this all my
life,” said
Donner, who
was
eight when his
father, Ray, started flying
balloons. His
mother,
Terri, flies
a
Boeing
727
for United
Parcel
Service. She is
not
nervous at all about her first-born leaving the nest and stretching
is flying wings. After all, she started flying when she was 17. His
younger
brother,
named
after
Charles
Lindbergh
and
called
Chase for the balloon chase crews, is 13and plans to solo on his
birthday later this year. Baby sister Amelia—named for Amelia
Earhart—is
only
nine but
Donner
is
certain
she’ll continue the
family tradition.
Donner flies with the joy of a 16-year-old tempered with an
unflappable personality, the discipline he’s learned as an
Eagle
Scout and
the caution of a father with a newborn
child.
His child in this case is that precious multi-colored swath of
nylon. Bright strips ofrainboworange,yellow, green, blue indigo
and violet, rise vertically from a dark
stair-stepped background.
At the recent Freedom Weekend
Aloft, in
Anderson, South
Carolina this
past
Memorial
Day
Weekend,
he
took
Rainbow
Drifter
skyward on a Saturday morning when festival organizers
said there was too
much wind. The day appeared to be calm and
it
was, as Donner
and
six
other pilots who
couldn’t
bear to
be
grounded
headed
out
to
float
on
air
for
about
a
half
an
hour.
Weather forecasters predicted
thunderstorms
later that
day
and
the next and this might be the only
chance to fly.
Three balloons rose from a wide lawn at a local manufactur-
ing
plant as Donner, his mother, brother and three new acquain-
tances
rolled
out
Rainbow Drifter
and
filled
it
with
air.
He
followed the other balloonists into the air. Several other balloons
came into view on
the horizon.
Donner flew over the balloon festival site, then sighted in on
another
balloonist’s
truck
parked
at
a local
pancake house.
He
released
some air
and
lowered
the balloon
enough
to
leave his
calling
card,
in
the
form
of
a
strip
of
nylon
dropped
over the
vehicle. Hewaved at another pilot standing at the restaurant door,
then lifted skyward again. Across a busy highway helowered into
a residential neighborhood for a bit of contour flying close to the
treetops. “Just for fun,” he said. Just another teen-ager on a little
joy
ride.
The blue water of Lake Hartwell came into view, and so did
a large, level field that looked perfect for landing. “Don’t land in
crew saw some horses grazing
there.
By then Donner already had his eye on another field, where
one of the other balloons had
already landed. He gently
brought
the basket down to earth, softly touching down on a red clay road.
A
pair
of
twins
and
their
younger
brother—all
younger
than
Donner—ran
to offer help and admiration. With a small blast of
fuel, the basket floated just above the ground. It was easy for the
group
to
walk
it
over
to
the
grass.
Curious
adults
came
from
subdivision homes to greet the balloonists and were impressed by
this pilot’s youth
and his knowledge as he answered their ques-
tions.
Donner’s head
may
be in
the clouds
but his feet
are on the
ground. He’s practical and levelheaded. A rising sophomore, his
favorite subjects
are math and history at school
in Louisville.
Naturally,
he
wants
to
be
an
airplane
pilot.
He
has
a
few
milestones
on
the
way.
In
November
he
gets
his
full
drivers
license, but it’s his 18 birthday that’s circled in red on his mental
calendar.
That’s the day he
plans to
get
his commercial hot
air
balloon pilot license.
Donner took first place in his first ever balloon race, on July
4,
1998.
He
finished
fifth
overall
in
the
Balloon
Society
of
Kentucky’s race series
that year.
Flights
were
canceled
Saturday
and
Sunday
at
the
recent
Freedom Weekend Aloft because of windy conditions, but Mon-
day
morning
held
perfect
blue
skies. Festival
officials said
the
time
is
right
and
about
30
pilots
took
off
north
of
the
city
of
Anderson, drifting lighter than air toward a flagpole holding the
key
to
a new car and
a big
green
X on
the balloon field.
Cars
driving
on
Interstate
85
looked
up
at
the
colorful
balloons overhead on a Memorial Day. Myriad hues and combi-
nations of reds, blues, yellows
and
greens shined
as
brightly as
the
clear morning
sunshine.
As
they
rose
from
green
pastures,
Donner and the other pilots that Memorial Day felt the joy of the
freedom that American
soldiers fought and
died
for.
Donner’s ride on
currents of wind brought
him short of the
flagpole that morning.
He
skimmed
less
than
a foot above the
ground and took aim
at the green X but his throw was short. He
landed the balloon on a field at a neighboring school and brother
Chase ran to assist. In khaki shorts and matching green and white
shirts, the young brothers worked together in a harmony that said
they’d
been
there, done that many times before as they deflated
the balloon
and
prepared to pack
it away for another day.
Another pilot won
the event
that
day. No
one won
the car.
But
Donner walked
away a winner again.
That’s
what
happens
every time he reaches up
to
touch
the sky.
Anna Simon is a writer who lives in South Carolina and
thinks Freedom Weekend Aloft is the best thing that has happened
to her hometown.