Sunday 7th January.
It seemed like five minutes later that I was awakened
by someone tapping on my door. When I pulled myself together I realised
it was Colleen giving me my early morning call. She had the door slightly
ajar so her voice could penetrate without waking up the other guests.
"Iain. Iain. Iain." I heard this voice calling me.
"Yes."
"George says you need to the at the information centre at 0530 not five
o'clock." I heard her tell me.
"Right. Thank you Colleen. What time is now?." I inquired.
"It's 10 to 5 so you have plenty time to get there." She answered and
closed the door.
I got myself ready and left at 25 past five, arriving at the information
centre in Methven right on time. The two coaches arrived almost at the
same time each towing a balloon and basket in a trailer. The other participants
started to arrive and we were all briefed and kitted out with rubber
overshoes before leaving at 0630.
The ballooning turned out to be a disappointment to me due to clouds covering most of the Canterbury plain and no wind to carry us in any direction at all. We went straight up, drifted no more than 300 meteres in all, spent 50 minutes looking at much the same scenery although the pilot gave us a very good comentary by way of compensation and came straight down. We had fun and enjoyed very much the champagne breakfast beside the vehicles in the paddock before driving back to Methven.
Back at Green Gables I went to the dining-room where Colleen had the table laid for breakfast. I told her I had had a Champagne breakfast already but cereal and a cup of her delicious filter coffee would be reviving and I needed more energy for the drive ahead.
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