Jay Perdue is working his dream job, though he likes to joke about it. "I’m just a tire salesman," he chuckles in a slow Florida drawl.

Jay Perdue is working his dream job, though he likes to joke about it. "I’m just a tire salesman," he chuckles in a slow Florida drawl.

Actually, it’s a little more than that. He is a senior pilot on the Wingfoot Two, one of three blimps owned by Goodyear. There’s nothing more he enjoys then flying that large bag of helium over sports stadiums and major entertainment events.

"When we cover football games, I pray for overtime," he says. "I want to keep flying."

It’s an understandable feeling. Traveling in a blimp is an incredible experience - quiet except for the low hum of the external engines and dreamlike as you glide along, seemingly defying gravity. It is like floating on a cloud, drifting along with the wind currents, easing gracefully into the sky, uninhibited by the laws of nature.

Based in Miami, Wingfoot Two was in Plymouth Wednesday as part of a promotion with Sullivan Tire & Auto Service, the chain of auto service centers with 1,200 employees and more than 100 locations across New England, including one in Plymouth on Pilgrim Hill Road.

Customers and other invited guests, including this reporter, got to fly with Wingfoot Two from Plymouth Municipal Airport. Despite brisk easterly winds and cloud cover, the dirigible slowly floated toward Plymouth Harbor under overcast and hazy skies. Occasionally, the sun broke through and illuminated the sprawling scene that is Plymouth.

"It’s like being on a big boat," Perdue says. "You bob along on with the currents. Once you’re up there, you can walk around but you need to hold on to the headrests of seats because it does roll as the wind shifts."

It’s an accurate description. The airship does indeed sway gently from side to side, causing standing passengers to grab for handholds. The movement is not enough to induce motion sickness, but you definitely notice it.

Our pilots for this flight are James Kosmos and Ryan Clarke. Kosmos has the controls during the trip, while Clarke, a native of South Africa, provides commentary and helps passengers make the most of their moment dancing with the clouds.

There are five of us in the gondola attached to the huge blimp. There is room for 14 with comfortable seats and large windows for viewing the world as it passes by. It is spacious in the cabin, though it looks terribly tiny when seen from the outside. The balloon itself measures 246 feet in length, 64 feet wide and nearly 60 feet tall. With a volume of nearly 300,000 cubic feet, it easily dwarfs the gondola where the passengers ride.

The Wingfoot Two has three large engines to power its flight, each churning out 200 horsepower of thrust. The blimp has a surprising top speed of 73 miles an hour, though on this day it seems to inch along slowly in the stiff headwind blowing from the east. It takes about 15 minutes to reach the waterfront from the airport.

The quiet is a surprise. While you can hear a faint thrum of engines, mostly it is silent. The soft rush of air by windows open for photography is a reminder that you are flying in very large aircraft thousands of feet above the ground.

And the view! Talk about spectacular! Plymouth unfolds below in incredible detail. Thousands of homes and buildings are clumped together in pools of civilization while large swaths of trees and green fields are interspersed among them, painting a stunning mural of humanity and nature coalescing as one. Plymouth Rock, Forefather’s Monument, Route 3, Long Beach, Clark’s Island, Gurnet Point and other familiar landmarks leap into view with clarity and a newness of perspective that comes only from being in a vantage point high above creation.

After what seems like an entirely too short flight over the Plymouth Waterfront, the blimp turns around and heads back to base. The return trip is considerably shorter than the outbound voyage. The headwind is now a tailwind and Wingfoot Two sails quickly back to Plymouth Municipal Airport, where ground crews hook the dirigible to a large crane and reel it back to earth so mere mortals can safely depart.

Only two passengers can get out of the gondola at a time. Once the dirigible is rigged for flight, care and caution are required since weight is such a critical factor. If everyone got off at once, Wingfoot Two would soar into the stratosphere. So as two people leave, another two quickly get on and buckle into their seats. Soon, the original passengers have disembarked and the airship is ready for another fanciful flight.

Back on the ground, the euphoric feeling of floating on air remains as you ride back to the airport terminal. Soon, though gravity takes hold and reality begins to settle in. But in the back of your mind remains the kindled notion that you soared over Plymouth in something not much more than a cloud.

That’s when the thought hits you: Perhaps being a tire salesman like Jay Perdue wouldn’t be such a bad thing after all. Pray for overtime.