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When man conquered the air he
was filled with a sense of triumph, followed by a feeling of extreme
disappointment. Wright flyers, gliders, and Zeppelins were all
very well and good, but none of that is real flying. That's
being carried through the air in a machine. Flying is...
flying; being able to strap on a pair of portable wings so that
you can soar with the birds and dance among the clouds. Is
it any surprise that as soon as the news of Kitty Hawk hit the papers
would-be Daedeluses were scrounging up the 20th century
equivalents of wax and gull feathers? |
