In Part Two of Glenn Norman’s cautionary tale of an ultralight crash, what goes up finally comes down … and it isn’t pretty. After a disorienting inverted journey back to earth (and a trip to the hospital) our hero finds himself wondering, “What now?” The surprising answer comes two days later aloft in a borrowed Cessna 150. Sometimes, he learns, it takes almost losing everything to realize what matters most.
After snagging a groundhog hole with her tailwheel, it took Michelle Goodeve five years to get her Pietenpol back in the air. Glenn Norman captured one of the flights from the ground, and crafted a stunning photo essay that captures the spirit and determination of a pilot who lives to fly.
When Glenn Norman warns “Don’t try this at home” in the preamble to this first “Those Thrilling Days of Yesteryear” story, he means it both figuratively and literally. “Many of my early flying tales were pretty irresponsible,” says Glenn. Nobody would disagree, reading many of his up-coming “episodes.” But in this case, wow … what a story!
We typically have no say in what our nicknames are. Glenn Norman received his at the start of the “1927 Trans-Continental Air Dash (of 1972).” The incident involved an airplane (a bunch of them, actually), but on the ground. Add a bull-headed Air Force Base Commander to the mix and you have the beginnings of a great story.
Glenn Norman says he learned to fly because of the letter “B.” He also says he’s not superstitious. And yet, when you consider the number of places and people whose names begin with “B” that have played a pivotal role in his aviation life, you have to admit that something weird is going on.