A compilation of short essays as told by Fred Max Roberts, a barnstorming pilot based in Bismarck, North Dakota, to his son. The book covers only a small part of a decade of flying in one man’s like, when airplanes and their pilots had to be as tough as the elements of the wide open plains. The pilots of this era flew planes made of steel tubing, wire, and fabric, with engines that often stopped without warning. They flew by the seat-of-their pants, with road maps and a compass, without navigational charts, radios, or electronic aids, without adequate weather reports. They were as often to land in a plowed field as a dirt airstrip. Fred Max Roberts lived in this era of flying and tells us the WAY IT WAS.
By: by Fred M. Roberts, Sr.
1991. Fred M. Roberts Enterprises, Dana Point. 112 pages. 12 photographs, 2 figures.