I stood and watched as my balloon rose higher and higher into the sky. I thought to myself that the view from it must have been delightful. Suddenly, without warning, a tree reached into the sky. It was too late, my balloon was on a collision course with the gnarled branches.

It was then that I had to face the grim reality of the situation. Just how was I too get the occupants out of the clutches of the balloon eating tree?