BalloonLife,April 1999

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Experience of others can help prepare you for the unexpected!

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HangarFlying

editedbyGeorgeDenniston

Tempus Fugit

by whit landvater

Afewyearsago,Iwasdoingalotof
ballooningfor a watchcompanyhere in
the U.S.A. I was flying a special shape—
a balloonthatlookedlikea huge watch.
The envelope was approximately 67,000
cubic feet and weighed450 pounds.
It was only able to carry the pilot and
one passenger. It hadascent anddescent
flightlimitationsof 200fpm, andwhen
theselimitationsweregreatlyexceeded
(accidentally),itgotyourattentionby
going horizontal. It looked good, it was at
timeschallengingtofly, andwhata pain
topack up!
Theballooncame totheU.S.from
Switzerland.Itwasa verynewconcept
forthecorporate guysinNewYork, as
theydidn’tquitegraspwhatthisthing
coulddo.Theycontactedtheirregional
salesandmarketing personnelandmen-
tionedthatthisgiantflyingwatchwas
available.At the time,they had just started
sponsoringoutdooreventshereinthe
U.S., and were using theirown “in house”
creativity to come up with marketing ideas.
Thiswaschallengingforthepilotsbe-
causewehadtofindahappymedium
betweensomeofthewildthingsthey
wanted us to do, and what we could actu-
ally do.
The balloon was definitelyanatten-
tion-getter.Althoughwetried,mostof
our jobs weren’t at balloon events. When
theymentionednine daysinSeattlefor
summer fun at Seafair, I was ready for the
change of pace... no “Rambo” jobs... fly-
ingwith other balloons! Signme up!
OnceinSeattle,wepickedupour

rental vanand the balloon, fueled up and
drove north toour hotel in Bellevue. For
the next7 days, we flew north of the city
in Snohomish, Woodinville, and the Red-
mondarea.Theweatherwasgreatthe
entiretime.Ourcorporatesponsorwas
pleased.
After our seventhflight, my fearless
corporate leader, Gumby (don’t ask), de-
cided that thenext day should be the grand
finale. He asked if I could fly across Lake
Washington. There wasto bea bigcon-
cert at Magnuson Park on Sand Point, and
he would like to have the balloon fly over
justasthecrowdisshowingup.(Sand
Pointisjust that...a point thatprotrudes
from the western shore of Lake Washing-
ton. It’s about 5,000 feet west to east, and
10,000 feet north to south). I think he had
hadthisideainhisheadtheentire time,
but waited until he knew me better before
springing it on me ...or he and his buddies
came up with the idea over beers the night
before!
I showed him things on my sectional
wehadtoavoid.Iexplainedthecon-
trolled airspace tothe south, the town of
KirklandwhichwasonebigProhibited
Zone, and the Naval station on Sand Point.
I showed him the lack of landing sites and
said, “It doesn’t lookreal good, but we’ll
try.” I told him that I needed atleasttwo
boats.Notlittleboats—butgood-sized
boats! Heassuredmethatthis wouldn’t
be aproblem.Boatsareeasytofindin
Seattle.
We then checked out a couple launch
sites, decidingon Juanita Beach. Now if

you’ve never beento Juanita Beach,it’s
on the eastern shore of the lake in a little
cove just northof Kirkland. It’s about 60
feetwideand80feetdeep,andissur-
rounded by tall trees. I know what you’re
thinking: theballoon won’t fit (that’s what
mycrew said too)! Don’t worry...
ThenextdaywearriveatJuanita
Beach at the prescribed time, 8:00 am. We
hauledtheballoonovertheguardrails
ontothebeachandbegantowaitfor
Gumbyandtheboats. Andwewaited...
Gumbyfinallyshowedupwith3nice
boats after 10:00 am. I’m a little ticked by
this time becauseweare now starting later
thanweshouldhave,andmycrewis
about to quit because they think I’m crazy.
I jumped into a boat. We went south
a couple of miles to check on the winds at
Sand Point. They were very slowfrom the
northuntilwegotsouthofSandPoint.
Herethey picked up alittle. Idecided to go
forit.Wewoulddrivetheboatstothe
north side of Sand Point, towing the teth-
ered balloon. From there, I could free-fly
to the park where my ground crew would
be waiting, after driving around the north
end of the lake in the chase van. The total
distance isonlyabout 2miles, andonce
there, I can leave the balloon inflatedon
static display. That wasthe plan.
To inflate the balloon on this postage
stampofabeach,Ilaiditoutwiththe
crowntowardsthelake. Igavethe dual
crownlines tothe guysinthe boatsand
told them to hold on as tight as they could.
Since the basket was up against the trees,
I hadtouse anoldtrick—insteadof the

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BalloonLife,April1999

HANGAR FLYING with George Den-
niston is presented to enhance safe flyin g
by providing balloonists the oppo rtunity
to gain experience from others without
actually flying. The column is edited b y
George Denniston who is a d octor and
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crown line coming to the basket, I pulled
thebasketdownthebeachtowardthe
crown! Worked like a champ!
The crew fought over who was going
in the boats. The loser had to drive the van
aroundthe lake. We thentiedoff 150ft.
longtether ropes toeachboat.I told the
boat drivers to keep it slow and to keep an
eye on me. Off we went. It was now 11:00
am.
The boats startedtowing me across,
andtheyweredoingaverygoodjob.
Everything was going well until theyde-
cidedtoturnsouth.I yelledforthemto
keepheadingwest according to the plan,
which they finally did... but it was too late.
I’m now too far south and in 5 mph winds
from the NW, which are pushing me away
fromSand Point.
Theboatsworkedhardtogetme
west, justenough to get one rope tied off
tothe pier. At thiscritical point, the sec-
ond boat gets the towrope wrapped around
itspropeller, andit’sdeadinthewater.
Bummer! I’mnow inthe lakeuptomy
waistinwater,downwindofthepark
attached to a dead boat. So I disconnected
thatropeinhopesofswingingwesta
little.
Eventually,aftermanydives,they
got theropefree from the prop, and got the
boat running, but the rope sunk. My hero,
Wayne Hilterbrand (now theUS Olympic
FreestyleAerialTeamcoach)grabsan-
other coil of rope out of the van, throws it
overhisshoulder,putsoneendinhis
mouth,divesintothelake,swimsover
100 yards in cold water, and delivers the
rope to me.
Butbynow the windispickingup.
I’m fighting to keep the burners out of the
water.Heck...I’mfightingtokeepthe
envelope out! As the gusts came through,
the envelope would dip into the water. At

one point,theenveloperotated360de-
grees while the basket didn’t move. I had
tohave the third boat grab the crown line
and unwind the envelope so I could burn.
By now we’veattracted quite a crowd
of boaters, and I’m up to my neck in water
whentheSeattlepolicepatrolboatar-
rives.
“Needany help,” theyask?
“Youbetcha,” Isaid. I toldthemto
take the second rope and tow me towards
the pier. Their boat was like a tugboat...
big!(Ilikedit.) Slowlytheytowedme
closer to the pier. With amegaphone, they
ordered anyonenot on my crewto “evacu-
ate the pier and boat ramp immediately!”
As they towed me, I had Wayne and crew
untie the other rope from the pier andtie
itofftothevanonshoreinhopesof
gettingmewest.Iwasstill50feetoff
shore.IburneduntilIcameoutofthe
water. WhenI got to the topof the ropes,
I was20feetonshore(yes,youcanfly
upwind when attached to the ground).
Pullingthe top,I thumpeditin.Of
course I didmanage toclip the onlytree
around. After all that, a small tear was OK
by me!
Mycrewpresentedmewith2big
cold Coors tallboys which I immediately
opened.Aboutthe time Istartedonthe
secondone (30 seconds later), one of the
policemancame over togetsomeinfor-
mationforhisreport. “Bythe way,” he
said, “consumingalcoholic beveragesin
a cityparkisillegal...but Ithinkwecan
overlookit thistime!”
All said and done, I logged 2 hours 20
minutesandwentatotalof2.5miles.
When Irefueled, I used 38.5 gallons out of
40.Gee, with everything else going wrong,
I never even thought about running out of
fuel!

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