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Lincoln Beachey's Fatal Final Flight
Near San Francisco, California
March 14th, 1915
The Man Who
Owns the Sky...
The first to
recover from a spin – The first to fly upside-down – The first to
“loop-the loop” – Someone has to be first, and if you’re a pilot,
Lincoln Beachey is the most famous man in aviation that you have
probably never heard of… He was the first person to do each one of
these maneuvers. A famed stunt pilot, air racer, and performer, Beachey
would meet his untimely end at the age of 28 in the cold waters north of
San Francisco.
Born and raised
in the “City by the Bay”, his upbringing paralleled that of the Wright
Brothers – in bicycling. By the age of 13,
he ran his own bicycle shop, and by 15, he was repairing motorcycles and
other small engines.
Beachey flew his
first plane in Toledo, Ohio, at age 18. He was working in the Curtiss
airplane factory, and his employer refused to give him a chance to fly.
Beachey then began sleeping in a tent at the factory, and at dawn used
to take out one of the craft and make a flight unknown to his employer.
He kept this up several weeks and, after several mishaps in which he
crashed Curtiss' airplanes, finally demanded a contract, joining the
Curtiss Exhibition Team.
Flying for
Food...
His signature
stunt was a vertical climb until his plane's engine stall, then a dive
toward the ground, pulling up at the last possible minute.
By 1913, he
worked up a stunt with a partner, racecar driver Barney Oldfield, in
which he raced a car driven by Oldfield around a track, usually beating
the car. He would end each race with a “loop,” increasing the number of
loops every time other stunt pilots increased theirs.
| At the PPIE...
In early 1915,
Beachey's career was at its peak. He had finished work on Beachey-Eaton
Monoplane, powered by 80 horsepower Gnôme Monosoupape ("single valve") rotary engine, and was
looking forward to returning to the skies - as part of the pre-opening
publicity for the Panama Pacific International Exposition, during the
PPIE's opening ceremonies, and having secured a contract to provide
aerial exhibitions in both his Beachey-Eaton biplane and
new monoplane. |

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On
Sunday, March 14th, 1915, Beachey prepared for an flight to showcase his
new monoplane in front of a crowd of over 50,000 at the PPIE on the
northern shore of San Francisco. Despite a warning from Army aviators
about his daredevil maneuvers in his monoplane, Beachey gunned his
engine, started his takeoff roll, and was off the ground in less that
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Beachey made a loop, then flipped the plane over on its back
for an upside down flight. Intent on exhibiting the ability of his new
plane, Beachey's attention failed to realize he was now only 2,000 feet
above the water - too close to complete his stunt.
He jerked the
controls back to pull the plane out of its inverted flight, but the
stress on the plane caused the left wing to break off, then the right
one to do so – sending the monoplane into a dive. The bent plane
impacted the water at a high rate of speed, alongside of the transport
Crook, with Beachey still strapped in his chair.
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crash embedded the plane and Beachey in thirty feet of mud and water in
San Francisco Bay. An hour after the crash, the winch aboard the U.S.S.
Oregon pulled taut, and divers from the battleship raised the monoplane,
its wings sheared, and Beachey still strapped in his seat.
The autopsy reported that he had survived
the crash and had died from drowning. |
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Honoring the Legend...
Beachey's memorial service and funeral was one of the biggest
the city of San Francicso has seen to that time. The Mayor
of San Francisco, James Rolph, presided over the matter, and
Beachey was buried at the Cypress Lawn Memorial Park in
Section D, Lot 23. |
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This
opinion piece appeared the “Oakland Tribune” in the days
following Beachey's death |
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The direct cause of the mishap which resulted in the
death of Lincoln Beachey was the same spirit that ruled
at Rome in the time of Nero. A public, thirsting for
novelty and eager for "thrills," is not sufficiently
entertained by exhibitions of flight through the air; it
has demanded that the performance be accompanied by
hazardous variations. Before the public consents to be
interested there must be "loop the loops," "death dips"
and other incidents of a hair-raising kind. Beachey is
only one of many victims to this craze for seeing
somebody do a hazardous thing. It may be that
civilization may some day reach a point where normal and
wholesome things will satisfy the human appetite. But
that day is not yet. |
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