On the morning of our third day at the Balloon Fiesta, we decided to sleep in a little, as the 4 AM wake-ups were getting a bit much. We woke up to the sound of hot air balloon burners overhead.

Here’s the view out our windscreen, through the Magne Shade:

Going outside, an impressive view of dozens of balloons drifting over our coach:

Jenn taking pictures with her big camera; I’ll probably do a followup post eventually with some of her pics:

A balloon landed nearby; a little later, a car from their chase team drove up and asked if they could park behind our coach while they packed up their balloon (which I was happy to agree to; once they were done, they gave us a sticker and a couple of patches, which was much appreciated):

Another balloon joined them:

Breakfast watching balloons:

Several more balloons landed in the nearby parking lot:

Taking down the balloon:

Mounted pollice:

A magical experience. Seeing the balloons take off from the field is amazing, but seeing them over our coach is very special in a different way.