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How I Flew Across the Pacific Ocean in a Helium Balloon | Troy Bradley | TEDxABQ


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I’m an adventurer granted this is a

self-proclaimed title as there is no

adventurer certificate diploma or even a

box to mark on your driver’s license

application now I seriously doubt that I

am your stereotypical image of an

adventurer big strong physically

intimidating to polar bears quite the

contrary

I’m only physically intimidating to a

few skittish cats and maybe some

Labrador puppies nor do I buy into the

macho bravado of I’m fearless oddly

enough my fears of being struck by

lightning while flying or eaten by

sharks while swimming are completely

counter to the story that I’ve come to

share with you today now my adventure

began on New Year’s Day 2015

as I boarded a plane for Japan with a

one-way airline ticket I intended to

come back to the United States but by a

less conventional method now a typical

return from Tokyo to Los Angeles in the

comfort of a Airbus 380 requires about

12 hours of flight time for my mode of

aerial transportation it was going to

take a lot longer be less predictable

and added levels of danger one would not

experience seated in row 56 seat D my my

return across the ocean would be

achieved by floating through the sky in

a helium-filled balloon think of the

movie up this is the stuff of children’s

dreams and jules verne novels it is a

very simple aircraft drop ballast

overboard typically in the form of sand

and you go higher open a valve in the

top of the balloon to let a little

helium out and you go lower the idea is

to use these two finite resources helium

and sand in order to navigate to a

suitable landing site prior to depleting

one or either of them completely now

because of the simplicity of this

aircraft

there’s the complexity of

do you get it to go where you want it to

go well there is no engine on a balloon

so our only means the propulsion is the

wind and the wind will vary in direction

and speed at various altitudes through

the atmosphere so our job was being able

to go up or down is to find a wind that

meets our needs on track and speed to

meet our goal so the large helium filled

balloon is what gave us our lift the

wind is what propelled us along and this

small lightweight capsule would provide

our housing for the entire journey now

the forklift is there to give you an

ideas for the relative size of this

capsule the interior dimensions of this

capsule were about half the size of this

red carpet that I’m standing on right

now so imagine living in this space for

an entire week with someone else so it

definitely redefines the term close

friends well my close friend and

co-pilot for this Odyssey was Leonid to

Kiev from Russia now inside the capsule

you can see the interior dimensions

don’t give a lot of privacy however it

did protect us from the elements and it

housed everything that would be required

for our week-long camping trip in the

air we had food water heater satellite

phones navigation equipment and so you

don’t lose track on this talk we also

so this project took years of planning

and a lot of patience on waiting for the

right weather but once mother nature

finally provided the right weather

pattern for a trans-pacific attempt

Leonid and I were ready we inflated our

balloon with helium we loaded our

equipment and we launched from the south

of Japan in a town called saga now the

first 12 hours or so we flew along the

mainland of Japan going from saga up

towards Tokyo and from the very

beginning the bird’s eye views with this

aerial perch were absolutely stunning

and the map absolutely amazing flight

throughout by sunset we were passing

Ashley by Mount Fuji and a few hours

later we were 20,000 feet above the

ground looking down on the lights of

Tokyo as we left secured the security of

land that night with North America

thousands of miles downwind there was a

sense of the daunting task that was in

front of us because in a balloon the

only way to travel is downwind so unlike

a mountain climbing expedition that runs

into bad weather there is no returning

to base camp or waiting for the weather

to improve we have one shot with no

turning back

and failure truly was not an option now

we didn’t set out to conquer the Pacific

by balloon we set out to work in harmony

with Mother Nature hoping she would

allow us to cross this massive expanse

of beauty but as beautiful as it is it

is also a hostile and unforgiving

environment from our flight altitudes

the required supplemental oxygen to the

churning ocean below as a matter of fact

our search and rescue specialists said

that if we were to go down in the North

Pacific it could potentially take days

to get a ship to our last-known position

and even then it wouldn’t be finding a

needle in a haystack

it would be finding a needle in a field

full of haystacks so this definitely put

the dangers and possible consequences of

our flight into perspective but as we

continued to move eastward we weren’t

guided by a blind faith we actually had

a command center set up here in

Albuquerque man 20

hours a day it was like a NASA mission

so these guys are doing everything to

give us all the information that we

could possibly need with flight data and

changes in the weather to help us get

across so as we were propelled on this

invisible conveyor of wind the trick was

to move fast enough to not allow bad

weather to catch us but to move slow

enough to not catch bad weather in front

of us and the window in between these

two was very tiny it required a lot of

precision flying at this point Leonid

and I were very far removed from the

rest of the world but we quickly adapted

to our new surroundings and actually

began to form daily routines and one of

our rituals was for every 10 degrees of

longitude that we traveled we’d split a

chocolate bar now to give you an idea on

our track the Pacific is about 1/3 the

circumference of the earth or 10 to 12

chocolate bars across so so so as our

chocolate bar supply dwindled our

success hopes our hopes success rose so

it is hard to imagine how small you feel

as day after day you know that you’re

moving towards land but the horizon of

water is seemingly endless in all

directions

the GPS lets you know that you’re moving

forward by the numbers but you don’t

feel it because you’re part of the wind

so hour after hour day after day as we

were trekking forward across the Pacific

in a beautiful flight there was no

engine to disrupt the silence and the

solitude so if Heaven is standing on a

cloud we had arrived as we peacefully

floated along day after day eating a

chocolate bar or two we our

meteorologist was tasked with looking at

the weather models updating his forecast

and then relaying that information to us

so his job was to develop a strategy to

find the best winds to get us towards

our target of getting across the ocean

and a typical text from him might say

something like for the

six hours you need to be at 16,000 feet

in order to achieve being in this

location later

if not we’ll need to adjust your

altitude so it was kind of like playing

a game of three-dimensional chess with

mother nature and as we went into our

seventh day of flying it was her move

and she began to stir it up a little bit

here about that time relatively close to

our position on the Baja Mexico in a

small surfing village there was a

tourist that blogged on his website that

said the night before there had been a

heavy rainstorm with a lot of thunder

and lightning and he had nightmares

through the night of the ocean rising

and his RV actually floating away so now

I’m sure it was a very unsettling night

for him however as he was having a

restless night sleeping I was watching

the same intense storm from my vantage

point north of the storm 18,000 feet

above the Pacific dangling from a

balloon now one of my worst fears is

thunderstorms and here I was close

enough to see the contour of every cloud

when the Lightning illuminated the sky

our target was the Mexican Baja and the

target of the storm that we paralleled

was the same it was like coincidentally

running into your worst enemy in the

it’s a terrible situation

very uncomfortable you know it won’t

last forever but still not not a fun

deal to go through so fortunately

through that night we never got close

enough to the storm to create any Wizard

of Oz flying house moments but it still

was a very long stressful sleepless

night but in the morning just before the

daybreak

the Sun the storm began to dissipate off

in the distance so we began to valve off

copious amounts of helium in order to

decrease our lift and initiate our

descent towards the Mexican coastline

all the wetter weather models were

indicating that we should be continuing

in an easterly direction as we got lower

however as we continue to drop lower and

lower the winds began to shift 90

degrees to the south and actually

paralleling us along the coast so we

need a ballast we didn’t have the

opportunity to be able to go to a higher

altitude to correct for this but as we

got lower we noticed that the sea was

relatively calm and our capsule was

built to float so we chose to make a

water landing four miles off of the

coast of Mexico now there is a reason

namely I have a strong propensity for

seasickness so as we Bob drowned in the

sea with our capsule on its side

awaiting rescue I was turning pale paler

and and reliving my last few meals on

board but thankfully not long after we

had landed we were rescued by a group of

very entertained Mexican fishermen they

were looking for shrimp and instead they

caught an American a Russian and a

balloon so who’s gonna believe their

fishing story right well I was seasick

sleep-deprived and seven days no showers

smelly I was also the happiest I had

ever been in my life our remarkable

journey across the world’s largest body

of water had taken us nearly 6700 miles

in a hundred and sixty hours breaking

the distance records and their duration

records for gas balloons now very few

people can identify with a transoceanic

balloon flight but we can all identify

with fear and our flight incorporated

some of the most widely held and obvious

fears there are fear of death flying

Heights lightning falling drowning the

dark enclosed spaces the unknown failure

almost everyone can identify with one or

many of the fears that we had to address

however once we put aside the perceived

dangers and figured out how to deal with

the real dangers we knew we were ready

for our adventure because you see fear

can paralyze or prompt you it doesn’t

decide you do and by a by taking a very

calculated risk mitigating approach we

actually had an enjoyable journey and a

successful adventure now we all have

personal and maybe professional bucket

lists of things that we hope to achieve

and I hope that when you start checking

off those bucket list items that you

take the self-proclaimed title of

adventure use your fears to prompt

action and enjoy the journey isn’t that

what life is all about [Applause]

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