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Mile high club

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Can't possibly see how this ends bad. While the basket height seems to be about perfect, I imagine they tell you not to prop the gal up on the side of the basket.

As an aside, the wife and I did a hot air balloon ride a few years ago and it gave me the willies. Never been afraid of heights and have sky dived a few times and loved it; but something about standing in a wicker basket with a 3 foot rail on a slow ride, just didn't set right for me. Trusting a parashoot, no problem though. Weird.
 
Wait. They're serious? I just sorta figured it was a cheeky business name, like a local seafood place around here called "Chasin' Tails".
 
Can't possibly see how this ends bad. While the basket height seems to be about perfect, I imagine they tell you not to prop the gal up on the side of the basket.

As an aside, the wife and I did a hot air balloon ride a few years ago and it gave me the willies. Never been afraid of heights and have sky dived a few times and loved it; but something about standing in a wicker basket with a 3 foot rail on a slow ride, just didn't set right for me. Trusting a parashoot, no problem though. Weird.
Compare the basket in the article to that in the GIF above. It is much much larger.

When we took a hot air balloon ride in Cappadocia Turkey, the basket could probably hold almost 20 people and was probably 4 foot high. I hate looking over ledges, even a couple stories high, but I felt perfectly safe in this because even leaning forward, I would not have flipped out of it.

On a sidenote, the pilot landed the thing on a trailer attached to the back of a pickup truck in a field. The trailer was not much bigger at all than the basket of the balloon, and they only had to slide that thing over maybe a foot. The accuracy and precision in landing a hot air balloon blew my mind.
 
https://travelnoire.com/mile-high-club-magical-adventure-balloon-rides

New way to join the mile high club for the poors that don’t own their own personal jet.
I sure hope they pay the hot air balloon pilot handsomely.

How long before one crashes because the pilot joined the mile high gang bang.
Back in the glory days of non-rev (employee) travel, my boss and his new wife were flying to Europe on TWA in first class (not the crappy business class of today) and the flight attendants pull the curtains and ensured privacy whey they had some sexy time to commemorate the nuptials.
 
So….turns out this has been a thing for a while and most of it I can’t post on here or it’ll nuke thread.
 
Ballooning 101

Whence a man becomes so inclined to solicit the services of an airship and aeronaut operator to ascend high into the heavens and poundeth thy mistress in an airship’s basket, this gentleman best be reminded he shall heed all caution to ensure any high-altitudnal splooge remaindeth in said airship’s basket or the warm chambers of the gentleman’s mistress, less a gentleman or gentlewoman beneath on the Terra firma receiveth a mighty load on the top of their cap, parasol, or ensemble and necessitate a visit to the local habadasher post-haste!
 
Ballooning 101

Whence a man becomes so inclined to solicit the services of an airship and aeronaut operator to ascend high into the heavens and poundeth thy mistress in an airship’s basket, this gentleman best be reminded he shall heed all caution to ensure any high-altitudnal splooge remaindeth in said airship’s basket or the warm chambers of the gentleman’s mistress, less a gentleman or gentlewoman beneath on the Terra firma receiveth a mighty load on the top of their cap, parasol, or ensemble and necessitate a visit to the local habadasher post-haste!
In other words, to quote the great Dr. Peter Venkman, "ok, important safety tip - don't cross the streams".
 
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Can't possibly see how this ends bad. While the basket height seems to be about perfect, I imagine they tell you not to prop the gal up on the side of the basket.

As an aside, the wife and I did a hot air balloon ride a few years ago and it gave me the willies. Never been afraid of heights and have sky dived a few times and loved it; but something about standing in a wicker basket with a 3 foot rail on a slow ride, just didn't set right for me. Trusting a parashoot, no problem though. Weird.
I'm not afraid of heights. Enjoy the view from the capital, can't get enough looking out the window of an airplane.
I am afraid of being in a situation where I could fall from a great height.
Perhaps my earliest memory is my dad putting me on his shoulders and trying to walk up to the rail at Niagara Falls. I nearly pulled his ears off and he took the hint.
 
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