September 1999
But with
the FAA it seems to be that it is
what you got that determines howyou can
use it. If I don’t put a data plate or an “N”
number on
a nice
AX-3, I
won’t
need
a
license or an inspection
to go out and fly.
By
my
reading of FAR 103, I don’t even
have to have special high
tech
expensive
lights
to
fly
it
for
an
extra
half
hour
at
dawn ordusk. It just has to bevisible three
miles
away.
Now,
you
can’t
fly
an
Ultra
Light
Vehicle
over the
congested
areas
of any
village, town or the like. But as
near as I
can
read the regulation, you can fly
right
next to it. Just not OVER it. And you don’t
havethat500 higher than any objectwithin
500 feet
horizontally
either. Of course if
you have all
the training, exams and cer-
tificates
and
are
in
the
same
identical
machine
that
has
been
tested,
analyzed
and
approved,
registered
and
numbered
and there is a junk car hidden in
a ravine
490 feet away from you across the prairie,
you are as
illegal as a goat
in
a bar.
The
FAA
couldn’t
reexamine
their
position on mechanics training because it
would cost
too much
money. They
sum-
marily
cut
off
comment
on
changing
91
(minimum safe altitudes) becauseit would
cost too much money. Couldn’t they save
a whale of a lot more taxpayer’s money if
they
just
withdrew
from
messing
with
balloons
entirely?
There
would
still
be
plenty
of
federal
laws
about
merchant-
ability
and
consumer product safety
that
could
protect
John
Q.
Public.
Look
at
power boats.
They
don’t
regulate
“Ultra
Light
Vehicles” because they are not “Aircraft,”
but they ensure the public safety by
hav-
ing
them
adhere
to
the
same
visibility
standards
as
airplanes,
etc.
That
makes
sense. But where is the danger to persons
and property on the ground from a weight-
less, zero air speed, with no moving parts
wicker
basket? The only
danger
to
per-
sons or property is the stuff on the ground
is
dangerous
and
lethal
to
what
is
floating
along.
Would
that
Samuel
Ar-
cher
King
had
only
thought
to
get
an
injunction against that Edison weirdo and
madehim put his damn wires underground
where they
belong.
That’s
the only
dan-
ger. Littledid herealizethat when he gave
up an inch of his traditional air space that
those
infernal
forces
would
spread
their
fatal webs across the wholebeautiful land.
Balloons
are
not
the Van
Nuys
air-
planes
smashing
into innocent ice cream
parlors
nor
the
whirling
energy
bombs
raining
down on
NYC
from the Pan Am
building. They aren’t even the speedboats
on
the St. Croix
river
that
slice through
alcohol
saturated
flesh
without
even
a
drivers license. Hot air balloons have been
around now the better part of the last half
of this century and what injury to persons
or
property
on
the
ground
have
they
caused? What does the record show? Pre-
cious little. So
why the tempest?
“Crop
Damage?”
That
in
the
finest
sense is purely a matter of measure. Let the
operator
pay
for
any
damage
as
a
civil
matter,
not
a
criminal
one.
Do
you
jail
golfers for kicking up adivot?Do you arrest
a Cessna 150 pilot
for landing
on an
ordi-
nary airfield?(EVERYtime aCessna lands
on a grass strip hedoes some damage to the
grass.
It
is
just
a
question
of
degree
and
finances,
not
regulations
and
violations.)
Why
is
an
innocent
balloon
so
different?
Because it is different. It is weird. It is not a
mighty warbird and doesn’t blowthehero’s
silk scarf in the air. The FAA has tradition-
ally been staffed by airplane men and their
cavalier attitude towards any lighter-than-
air has been well established.Even Admiral
Rosendahl got the shaft from Rickenbaker
because he was LTA.
Let’s
save
some
taxpayer’s
money
and get the FAA out
of ballooning
as far
out as they have vicariously gotten out of
Ultra
Lights.
Let
the
balloons
do
what
they do best: operate out of the navigable
air space for the most part. With Ed Yost’s
got
a
device
that
can
economically
and
safely do
what we couldn’t do (at least as
civilians with our own pocketbooks) with
gas
balloons.
Dolder
insisted
that
they
hadn’t worked before and wouldn’t work
this
time,
that
it
wasn’t
even
“Balloon-
ing.”
Yes,
he
was
right.
It
wasn’t
the
ballooning he knew: the grand launch, the
stately float (for hours) and
the dramatic
arrival of the landing. It was the balloon-
ing that I knew: smashing trough the pine
barrens
of
New
Jersey
and
feeling
the
interface
between
dreams
and
reality.
It
ain’t what you got. It is what you do with
it.
And I
was
doing something
different.
That’s
why Dolder’s
gas balloons
barely
maintain
their
status
quo
and
hot
air
is
BALLOONING.
It was
great while it lasted, but now
they are catching on. They wrote regula-
tions for helicopters and if they had
even
thought
about
balloons
they
might
have
included
them.
But
they
didn’t,
so
now
they have to tilt our windmills because we
are
there
and
their
regulations
are there,
appropriate or not.
If
the
BFA
and
NAMBA
want
to
expand
our
sport,
let
them
nurture
the
Ultra Lights. Mentor a new generation of
balloonists out on the open spaces. Bring
back
the
thrill
of
pure
ballooning
plea-
sure. Hell for leather spectator sport. And
then
obtain
the
same
rights
for
all
bal-
loons that Ultra Light Balloons have now.
I don’t
want
to
balloon
over
Manhattan
any
more
than
I
would
want
to
have
a
yacht race in New York harbor while the
QEII was trying to berth. Why should we
(the people) spend money to regulate that
which
needs
no
regulation?
Just
think
what would happen to the boat business if
the FAA took over.
Balloons
have
beaten
the
last
great
challenge in the air. Nowlet’s beat the last
great challenge on
the ground.. Hey, I do
think
different,
but
that’s
how I
got
the
job. Sic itur ad
astra.