The Albuquerque International Balloon Fiesta is up, up and away.
The Journal‘s homepage, never a thing of beauty even when it’s not rearranged for tourism, still isn’t displaying properly in Safari. And the managing editor was tapped to write the story about day one’s calamities, which included balloonists touching down in power lines, parking lots, and other unsanctioned locations.
Trust issues? Beats me. I got yanked off the Gazette copy desk once to help cover a tornado in Manitou Springs. But I was just a rim rat, not the managing editor. There’s a lot of names on that masthead you’d expect to see atop that story before the ME’s. But it’s been a lot of years since I pulled a shift in a newsroom.
Whatevs, as the kids probably don’t say anymore. I don’t attend the Balloon Feast for the same reason I’ve never driven up Pikes Peak. These things are for tourists, and I don’t do tourism even when I’m not in my hometown.
I rode a mountain bike up to Barr Camp once. And Herself and I bicycled down to the Balloon Feast one afternoon, early on in our residency in The Duck! City, before we realized that all the action takes place in the morning and evening.
Now I walk out onto the driveway at 7 a.m., squint to the northwest, and mutter: “Yup. There’s one.” Then I go back inside and finish breakfast before kitting up for a ride.
Summer’s heat and that late monsoon appear to be in the rear view, and the October weather is fine for cycling. The traffic is a little less so, but you can’t let it bust your balloon.
Their site works fine with Firefox, if you have that on your computer.
Yeh, works in Chrome too. But not in macOS or iOS, on iPhone or iPad. Bit of an oversight, methinks? Especially in a world where everyone’s tethered to their mobile devices.
Iphones might as well be billed as I-be-killed devices. Keep seeing people crossing streets with their eyes glued to their phones. One of them is gonna end up under the wheels of a garbage truck. It gets bred out.
We skipped the annual “Art In The Park” festival this weekend for the reasons you cited for the ballon gathering. Our event should be named craft in the park since there is little art to be found these last few years. As B.B. said, “The thrill is gone…” Instead, Sandy took a Cochise College nature sketching class in Ramsey Canyon, and I jammed like a fool with seven like minded guys at Jacob’s Music Shoppe.