Catching the Cascade Flyer

I snapped photo after photo; I couldn't stop.
 

A warm red-headed woman approached me, and asked,

"Have you ever been up in one of these?"

I gushed gibberish about bucketlists and wishlists and crotch-washing willy wonka rainbows.

She smiled, "Well our crew didn't show up, so you can go up if you want to."

Go up.

Chase them.

"Where will we land?" I asked.

He grabbed at a valve and fire erupted above,
dragon's maw holding us aloft.

"I don't know," he said, "Wherever the wind takes us.
There's no other way."

And god damn if that wasn't the best answer to any question I've ever asked.