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Recollection: Cappadocia balloons

 
December 10, 2017   Goreme, Turkey
 
 
We now know that memories are not fixed or frozen, like Proust's jars of preserves in a larder, but are transformed, disassembled, reassembled, and recategorized with every act of recollection. Oliver Sacks
 

Here is a recollection of a day spent in Turkey, told largely in photos. It was several years ago, before I started this blog.

 
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Morning in Goreme      

I woke to load buzzing, like a giant mosquito, and then voices and then I walked outside and saw the sky full of colorful balloons, each propelled by an occasional blast of flame. Underneath were baskets full of people. They slowly drifted across the sky.

Goreme's near the center of Turkey, in Cappadocia. I was there to see the fairy-chimney rock formations. On arrival something else caught my interest, the fact that Goreme's climate is near perfect for ballooning. So one morning I got up early, drove out to a nearby field, and watched a balloon being filled with warm air.

 
Morning in Goreme      

I woke to load buzzing, like a giant mosquito, and then voices and then I walked outside and saw the sky full of colorful balloons, each propelled by an occasional blast of flame. Underneath were baskets full of people. They slowly drifted across the sky.

Goreme's near the center of Turkey, in Cappadocia. I was there to see the fairy-chimney rock formations. On arrival something else caught my interest, the fact that Goreme's climate is near perfect for ballooning. So one morning I got up early, drove out to a nearby field, and watched a balloon being filled with warm air.

 
Morning in Goreme      

I woke to load buzzing, like a giant mosquito, and then voices and then I walked outside and saw the sky full of colorful balloons, each propelled by an occasional blast of flame. Underneath were baskets full of people. They slowly drifted across the sky.

Goreme's near the center of Turkey, in Cappadocia. I was there to see the fairy-chimney rock formations. On arrival something else caught my interest, the fact that Goreme's climate is near perfect for ballooning. So one morning I got up early, drove out to a nearby field, and watched a balloon being filled with warm air.

 
Cappadocia balloon      
 
Cappadocia balloon      
 
Cappadocia balloon      
 
Our balloon to Goreme      

As I watched, the balloon became filled with warm air and it righted itself.

 
Our balloon to Goreme      

As I watched, the balloon became filled with warm air and it righted itself.

 
Our balloon to Goreme      

As I watched, the balloon became filled with warm air and it righted itself.

 
We're off (in a balloon)      
As soon as the balloon was full of heated air I climbed into the basket (along with half a dozen others). We then oh-so-quietly took off. It was an eerie feeling.
 
We're off (in a balloon)      
As soon as the balloon was full of heated air I climbed into the basket (along with half a dozen others). We then oh-so-quietly took off. It was an eerie feeling.
 
We're off (in a balloon)      
As soon as the balloon was full of heated air I climbed into the basket (along with half a dozen others). We then oh-so-quietly took off. It was an eerie feeling.
 
Fairy chimneys      
Being in the balloon provided a grand view of our fellow balloonists as well as the fairy chimney rock formations that surround Goreme.
 
Fairy chimneys      
Being in the balloon provided a grand view of our fellow balloonists as well as the fairy chimney rock formations that surround Goreme.
 
Fairy chimneys      
Being in the balloon provided a grand view of our fellow balloonists as well as the fairy chimney rock formations that surround Goreme.
 
Looking over the edge      
Up in a balloon over Goreme, Turkey
 
Looking over the edge      
Up in a balloon over Goreme, Turkey
 
Looking over the edge      
Up in a balloon over Goreme, Turkey
 
What a view      
Unexpectedly I wasn't fearful in the balloon, no claustrophobia upon being confined in the cramped basket, no acrophobia despite being high in the sky held up by a bit of temperature difference.
 
What a view      
Unexpectedly I wasn't fearful in the balloon, no claustrophobia upon being confined in the cramped basket, no acrophobia despite being high in the sky held up by a bit of temperature difference.
 
What a view      
Unexpectedly I wasn't fearful in the balloon, no claustrophobia upon being confined in the cramped basket, no acrophobia despite being high in the sky held up by a bit of temperature difference.
 
Piloting the balloon      

The fellow on the right is the balloon's pilot. What's notable about this shot is it's like I just discovered it. I'd never tried to process it, I just assumed there was nothing in the interior, as the scene's got a too-wide wide dynamic range. Of course now I know how to pull detail out of dark areas, even in shots from an old D300.

 
Piloting the balloon      

The fellow on the right is the balloon's pilot. What's notable about this shot is it's like I just discovered it. I'd never tried to process it, I just assumed there was nothing in the interior, as the scene's got a too-wide wide dynamic range. Of course now I know how to pull detail out of dark areas, even in shots from an old D300.

 
Piloting the balloon      

The fellow on the right is the balloon's pilot. What's notable about this shot is it's like I just discovered it. I'd never tried to process it, I just assumed there was nothing in the interior, as the scene's got a too-wide wide dynamic range. Of course now I know how to pull detail out of dark areas, even in shots from an old D300.

 
Our fellow Butterfly      
 
Our fellow Butterfly      
 
Our fellow Butterfly      
 
Our target      

We floated over Goreme, from one edge of town to the other, for about an hour. Then, once past town, we came in sight of a field. A small truck pulling a trailer was moving towards us across the field. We started our descent and soon stopped. The balloon landing was smooth and uneventful, just like you'd want it. We climbed out of the basket and found it was sitting straight on the flatbed, almost ready for another trip. I think they've done this a few times.

 
Our target      

We floated over Goreme, from one edge of town to the other, for about an hour. Then, once past town, we came in sight of a field. A small truck pulling a trailer was moving towards us across the field. We started our descent and soon stopped. The balloon landing was smooth and uneventful, just like you'd want it. We climbed out of the basket and found it was sitting straight on the flatbed, almost ready for another trip. I think they've done this a few times.

 
Our target      

We floated over Goreme, from one edge of town to the other, for about an hour. Then, once past town, we came in sight of a field. A small truck pulling a trailer was moving towards us across the field. We started our descent and soon stopped. The balloon landing was smooth and uneventful, just like you'd want it. We climbed out of the basket and found it was sitting straight on the flatbed, almost ready for another trip. I think they've done this a few times.

 
The balloon captain      
 
The balloon captain      
 
The balloon captain      
 
Heading home with balloon      
 
Heading home with balloon      
 
Heading home with balloon      
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