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‘It’s a glorified backpack of tubes and turbines’: Dave Eggers on jetpacks and the enigma of solo flight | Dave Eggers

We have jetpacks and we don’t care. An Australian named David Mayman has invented a functioning jetpack and has flown it throughout the world – as soon as in the shadow of the Statue of Liberty – but few individuals know his identify. His jetpacks could be purchased however nobody is clamouring for one. For many years, people have stated they need jetpacks, and for hundreds of years we now have stated we need to fly, however do we actually? Lookup. The sky is empty.

Airways are coping with pilot shortages, and this guarantees to get far worse. A recent study discovered that, by 2025, we will count on a worldwide shortfall of 34,000 industrial pilots. With smaller plane, the developments are related. Dangle-gliding has all however disappeared. Ultralight plane makers are barely staying afloat. (One producer, Air Création, bought just one automobile in the US final yr.) With each successive yr, we now have extra passengers and fewer pilots. In the meantime, one of the most dreamed of types of flight – jetpacks – exists, however Mayman can’t get anybody’s consideration.

“I did a flight around Sydney harbour a few years in the past,” he tells me. “I nonetheless bear in mind flying round shut sufficient to see the joggers and the individuals strolling round the botanical space, and some of them didn’t lookup. The jetpack is loud, so I promise you they heard me. However there I used to be, flying by on a jetpack, and they didn’t lookup.”

Dave Eggers tries David Mayman’s jetpack.
Dave Eggers tries David Mayman’s jetpack. {Photograph}: Bobby Yancey

When I turned 40, I started experimenting with any form of flying I might – helicopters, ultralights, gliders, hang-gliders. It was much less a mid-life disaster factor and extra that I lastly had, or made, time to do the issues I’d lengthy needed to do. So I attempted paragliding, skydiving. Someday I finished by a roadside airstrip in California’s wine nation that supplied flights in first world conflict biplanes. They didn’t have any biplanes obtainable that day, however there was a second world conflict bomber, a B-17G known as Sentimental Journey, gassed up, so I went up in that. Inside, the airplane appeared like an outdated aluminum boat; it was crude and lumpy, nevertheless it flew regular and hummed like a Cadillac. We flew over inexperienced and auburn hills for 20 minutes, the sky white as a frozen lake, and it felt like a good use of a Sunday.

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As a result of I don’t know what I’m doing, and I’m not good at math or studying wind patterns or checking dials or gauges, I’ve carried out all this stuff as a passenger, not a pilot. I’ll by no means be a pilot. I do know this. Pilots needs to be organized and methodical, and I’m not this stuff.

However being round these pilots has given me a deep appreciation for individuals who proceed to push forward – to experiment and exult in flight. My respect for pilots is infinite, and for the previous 10 years, my main trainer has been a French-Canadian named Michael Globensky, who teaches ultralight trike flying in Petaluma, California. He used to show hang-gliding, however that enterprise was lifeless, he stated. Fifteen years in the past, the college students disappeared. For a whereas, he nonetheless had ultralight shoppers, although – those that needed to fly as passengers, and some college students, too. However the work has declined precipitously. Final time I noticed him, he had no college students in any respect.

Nonetheless, on occasion, we go up. The ultralight trike we fly is a bit like a two-seat bike with an outsized hang-gliding wing hooked up above. The ultralight is unprotected from the parts – there isn’t any cockpit; pilot and passenger are uncovered – so we put on sheepskin coats, helmets and heavy gloves. Globensky rolls to the runway, ready for small Cessnas and turboprops to go by, and then we take our flip. The ultralight accelerates shortly, powered by a propeller in the rear, and after 90 meters Globensky pushes the wing gently outward and we’re aloft. The takeoff is nearly vertical, very similar to a kite pulled upwards by a sudden gust.

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As soon as we’re away from the airstrip, the feeling is otherworldly, totally totally different from sitting in every other plane. Throughout is wind and solar, and nothing stands between us and clouds and birds as we fly over the freeway, over the farms of Petaluma and towards the Pacific. Globensky likes to hug the coast above Level Reyes, the surf beneath like spilled sugar. Our helmets have microphones and, as soon as each 10 minutes, one of us says one thing, however normally it’s simply us in the sky, silent however for the occasional John Denver tune. That tune is nearly all the time Rocky Mountain Excessive. Typically I’m tempted to ask Globensky if we might do with out John Denver’s Rocky Mountain Excessive – particularly given this explicit singer-songwriter died piloting an experimental airplane, simply south of us, in Monterey – however I don’t have the coronary heart. He actually loves that tune.


I am eager about Globensky whereas ready in the parking zone of Ralphs grocery store in Moorpark, a dry agricultural city in southern California. This parking zone is the place Mayman and Boris Jarry, the proprietors of Jetpack Aviation, have informed us to fulfill. I’ve signed up for a weekend jetpack coaching session, by which I’ll get to put on and function their jetpack (the JB10) with what I assume can be a few dozen different college students.

However as I wait in the parking zone, I meet solely 4 different individuals – two pairs – who’re there for the coaching session. First there’s William Wesson and Bobby Yancey, sturdily constructed males of their 40s who’ve come 2,000 miles from Oxford, Alabama. They pull up subsequent to me in a rented sedan. “Jetpack?” they ask. I nod and they park and we wait. Wesson is a pilot who’s flown nearly all the things – airplanes, gyroplanes, helicopter. Now he works for the native energy firm, flying helicopters round the area, checking for downed strains. Yancey is his greatest good friend, alongside for the experience.

The opposite pair are Jesse and Michelle. Wry and carrying red-rimmed glasses, Michelle is there to assist Jesse, a Colin Farrell lookalike who has labored with Mayman and Jarry for years as an aerial videographer. He’s the one who shot the footage of Mayman flying round the Statue of Liberty and Sydney harbour. Given to saying “Copy that” as a substitute of “Sure”, Jesse is, like me, flight-curious, flight-adjacent – all the time the passenger, by no means the pilot. He’s all the time needed to fly the jetpack however has by no means had the likelihood.

David Mayman flying in Abu Dhabi in the United Arab Emirates.
David Mayman flying in the UAE. {Photograph}: Andreas Langreiter/Limex Photographs

Lastly, a black pickup truck thunders into the lot and a tall, athletic Frenchman leaps out. That is Jarry. He’s bright-eyed and bearded, and isn’t lower than ecstatic about his work. I had assumed he needed to fulfill at the grocery store as a result of the jetpack coaching facility was laborious to seek out or – even higher – its location was prime secret. However no. Jarry tells us to enter Ralphs, get no matter we wish for lunch, put it in his cart, and he’ll pay for it and carry it alongside to the coaching facility. And thus our first impression of the Jetpack Aviation coaching programme is a tall Frenchman speeding by way of the grocery store, pushing a purchasing cart.

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After he packs our meals into the truck, we get into our vehicles and observe him, caravanning by way of Moorpark’s flat fields of fruits and greens, the white spray of sprinklers chopping by way of the rows of inexperienced and aquamarine. We go pickers in extensive straw hats gathering strawberries and melons, and then we rise on dusty roads by way of hills of lemon and fig bushes, previous eucalyptus windbreaks and lastly into a dense farm of avocado bushes, the place, about 800ft above sea degree, the Jetpack Aviation compound is positioned.

It’s a humble setup. A two-acre clearing has been made, set off from the relaxation of the farm by a white picket fence. Inside the roughly round clearing, there are stacks of firewood and sheet metallic, an outdated tractor and a few aluminum outbuildings. Jarry tells us that the farmer who owns the land is a former pilot himself, and lives in the home at the prime of the ridge. “He doesn’t thoughts the noise,” Jarry says, squinting as much as the Spanish colonial excessive above.

In the centre of the compound is the jetpack check platform, a concrete rectangle about the measurement of a basketball courtroom. We college students wander round for a jiffy earlier than discovering the jetpack, hung like a museum piece inside a transport container. The jetpack is a stunning and easy object. It has two specifically modified turbojet engines, a massive gas container and two handholds – the proper accommodates the throttle and the left the yaw. There are computerized parts to the jetpack, certain, however for the most half it’s a easy to grasp machine. It seems exactly like a jetpack ought to look, and no house or weight is wasted. It has two turbojets with a mixed most thrust of 375lb. Its gas capability is 9.5 gallons. Dry, the jetpack weighs 83lb.

The machine, and the complete compound, actually, is completely unglamorous, and jogs my memory, instantly, of Nasa – one other deeply unglamorous place constructed, and maintained, by severe individuals who don’t care, in any respect, about appearances. The Nasa amenities in Cape Canaveral, nestled amid Florida swamps and scrubland, are purposeful and with out fuss. The price range for landscaping gave the impression to be zero. After I watched the final flight of the house shuttle, I used to be startled at each flip by the lack of consideration paid to something unrelated to the activity at hand – to construct new issues that fly.


In Moorpark, we sit in a small makeshift hangar, the place a massive TV performs footage of Jarry and Mayman flying varied incarnations of their jetpack. The video cycles by way of their flights in southern California, in New York, at the begin of a Formulation One occasion in Monaco. From time to time, a quick clip from Thunderball, the James Bond film that first featured a rocket belt, is stitched in for comedian aid. Jarry tells us that Mayman is busy on a name with traders, so he’ll be dealing with the primary instruction. In a thick French accent, he races by way of issues of throttle and yaw, security and calamity, and after quarter-hour on the whiteboard, apparently we’re able to put on our gear. I’m not in any respect prepared, however this doesn’t matter. I’ve determined I received’t be going first.

The primary garment is a form of flame-retardant lengthy underwear. Then a pair of heavy wool socks. Then a pair of silver pants, light-weight however flame-resistant. Then one other pair of heavy wool socks. Then a jumpsuit. A helmet. Flame-resistant gloves. And, lastly, a pair of heavy leather-based boots that can show essential to conserving us from scorching our toes. (Extra about that quickly.)

As a result of Wesson is a educated pilot, we resolve that he’ll go first. He climbs the three steel-grated steps and slips into the jetpack, which is hanging from a pulley in the middle of the tarmac. Whereas Jarry straps him in, Mayman seems. He’s a trim man of 50, bald and blue-eyed, long-limbed and soft-spoken. He welcomes us all with handshakes and greetings, and then goes to retrieve a jerrycan of kerosene from one of the transport containers.

When he returns and begins pouring the gas into the jetpack, solely then does it register simply how dicey this appears, and why jetpacks have been sluggish to be developed and adopted. Although day-after-day we fill our vehicles’ tanks with extremely flammable gasoline, there’s – or we fake there’s – a snug distance between our frail flesh and this explosive gas. However carrying this gas on your again, in a glorified backpack of tubes and generators, brings the actuality of the inside combustion engine dwelling. Simply watching the kerosene getting poured into the pack, inches from Wesson’s face, is unsettling. However nonetheless, it’s the greatest know-how we now have, and it took Mayman 15 years, and dozens of unsuccessful iterations, to get right here.

William Suitor at the opening ceremony of the 1984 Los Angeles Olympics.
William Suitor at the opening ceremony of the 1984 Olympics in Los Angeles. {Photograph}: Getty Photographs

Not that he was the first. The primary individual on document to patent the concept of a jetpack – or rocket pack, on this case – was Alexander Andreev, a Russian engineer who imagined troopers utilizing the gadget to leap over partitions and trenches. He by no means constructed his rocket pack, however the Nazis borrowed the notion for his or her Himmelsstürmer (heaven stormer) programme – which they hoped would give Nazis superhuman powers of bounding. The conflict ended, thank God, earlier than this got here to be, however the concept continued in the minds of engineers and inventors. It wasn’t till 1961, although, that Bell Aerosystems developed the Bell Rocket Belt, a easy two-jet pack that might propel the wearer upwards for 21 seconds, utilizing hydrogen peroxide as gas. A variation of this know-how was utilized in the 1984 Olympics in Los Angeles, when a pilot, Invoice Suitor, flew over the opening ceremony.

Tons of of hundreds of thousands of individuals watched that demonstration, and the human race couldn’t be blamed for assuming an on a regular basis jetpack was round the nook. Mayman was a teenager when he watched Suitor hover over the LA Coliseum, and the picture by no means left him. He grew up in Sydney, Australia, and discovered to fly earlier than he discovered to drive; he had his pilot’s license when he was 16. He went to school and grew to become a serial entrepreneur, lastly creating and promoting a Yelp-like firm and, with the windfall, moved to California to pursue his dream of creating his personal jetpack. Beginning in 2005, he labored with engineers out of an industrial park in Van Nuys, constructing and testing crude variations of the know-how. And although he received coaching from Invoice Suitor – the similar man who impressed him at the 84 Olympics – all alongside, there was just one check pilot for all of these jetpack variations. That was David Mayman himself.

With early incarnations of the pack utilizing 12 engines, then 4, he routinely ran into the buildings (and cacti) round that Van Nuys industrial park. In a dangerous week of check flights in Australia, he crashed on a Sydney farm someday and was hospitalized with extreme burns to his thighs. As a result of he had deliberate to fly over Sydney harbour the subsequent day, he discharged himself from the hospital and flew, briefly, over the harbour earlier than crashing once more, this time in the drink. Extra R&D ensued, and, lastly, Mayman settled on the two-jet design featured in the JB9 and JB10. With this model – the model we’re testing as we speak – there have been no vital accidents.

It’s necessary to notice, although, that Mayman and Jarry fly their jetpacks nearly completely over water – they haven’t but devised a method to put on each the jetpack and a parachute.


Which is why we’re flying today on a tether. And why we fly not more than 4ft off the floor. Is it sufficient? I’m sitting on the edge of the tarmac, watching Wesson prepare, and I’m questioning if this expertise – flying 4ft over concrete – will supply something like actual flight. Although I’ve beloved each flight I’ve taken in all the craft I’ve experimented with, I all the time come again to 1 expertise as being the closest to pure flight, to actually feeling weightless. It was on a golden hill, the grass like mohair, on California’s central coast, the place a man in his mid-60s was instructing me to fly a hang-glider. First we assembled the contraption, all the things about it primitive and ungainly – a mess of poles and bolts and strings – and, lastly, I used to be standing at the prime of the hill, able to run down and bounce. And that was the essence of it – to run and, at the second when the sail above me caught the gentlest wind, to leap and float the relaxation of the approach. I did this a dozen occasions that day, late into the afternoon, by no means flying greater than 100ft. I discover myself, every day, eager about that weightlessness, the silence and simplicity of hanging beneath a sailcloth wing, the rush of the mohair hill beneath my toes.

However I digress. I’m now sitting in a plastic chair, subsequent to the tarmac, watching Wesson. He’s standing on the steel-grated steps, carrying a helmet so tight that his cheeks have turn into half of his nostril, his eyes crowded into the deep recesses of his face. At Jarry’s sign, Wesson prompts the jets, and they howl like an incoming mortar. The odor is burning jet gas and the warmth is three-dimensional. Yancey and I are sitting at the outer fence of the compound, in the waning shade of the eucalyptus bushes, and it’s precisely like standing behind an airplane because it powers up on an airstrip. Which nobody ought to do.

David Mayman and Boris Jarry race their JB10 jetpacks in California.
David Mayman and Boris Jarry race their JB10 jetpacks in California. {Photograph}: Jetpack Aviation

In the meantime, Jarry stands in entrance of Wesson, guiding him with gestures and head actions as he steers up and down, left and proper. Although Wesson controls the jets with the throttle and yaw, his eyes by no means depart Jarry’s – he’s locked in like a battered boxer getting a standing 10-count. He strikes rigorously round the tarmac, by no means greater than 4ft aloft, and then, far too quickly, it’s over. And that is the tragedy of jetpack know-how. They’ll’t maintain sufficient gas for greater than eight minutes of flight – and even that’s the higher finish. Kerosene is heavy, burns shortly, and a human can solely carry a lot. A battery could be much better, however they’re a lot heavier – a minimum of for now. Sometime somebody may invent a battery mild and energy-efficient sufficient to do higher than kerosene, however, for now, you may solely use what you may carry, and that’s not a lot.

After he geese out of the jetpack, Wesson collapses on the plastic chair subsequent to Yancey, his face vibrant pink and limbs limp. He’s flown nearly all types of airplane and helicopter, however “that”, he says, “is the hardest factor I’ve ever carried out”.

Which is why I let Jesse go subsequent.

Jesse does superb, flying up and down with good command, however then he does one thing I didn’t know we weren’t alleged to do: he lands on the tarmac. Touchdown on the tarmac is one thing planes routinely do – in reality, it’s the place they normally land – however with a jetpack, one thing unlucky occurs when the pilot lands on concrete. The jet generators on the pilot’s again blow 800-degree exhaust on to the floor, and this warmth has nowhere to go however out, spreading throughout the pavement like a bomb radius. When Jesse was standing, or touchdown, on the steps, the exhaust might go down by way of the grated steps and be dispersed beneath. However standing on the concrete, with the exhaust spreading immediately in the course of his boots, it assaults his toes, his calves. Jarry and Mayman leap into motion. Along with his distant management, Mayman turns off the generators, whereas Jarry brings a tub of water over. In a single practiced movement, he guides Jesse’s toes, boots and all, into it. Steam doesn’t shoot from the tub, however nonetheless, lesson discovered. Don’t land on the tarmac with the engines working.


When it’s my flip, I step up the steel-grated steps and slip, sideways, into the jetpack because it hangs from the pulley. Whereas it’s suspended from the pulley, I can really feel its weight, however when Jarry lowers it on to my again, the burden is important. The pack is engineered such that the weight is effectively distributed and manageable, however 90lb – the dry weight plus the gas – is not any joke. It have to be stated that Mayman’s engineers have carried out a outstanding job with the steadiness and the intuitiveness of the controls. Immediately, it feels appropriate, all of it.

That’s, till the buckles and straps. There are numerous buckles and straps, and they match exactly like a skydiving package, with an emphasis on groin-cinching. Earlier than I can say something about the groin-cinching, Jarry is explaining the throttle, which is in my proper hand and offers the jet generators kind of gas. The management in my left hand is the yaw, directing the jet exhaust left or proper. There are a few lights and gauges put in in the hand-holds however, for as we speak, I’ll be getting all of my info from Jarry. Like Wesson and Jesse earlier than me, my cheeks are being pushed into my nostril, and I’m in an eye-lock with Jarry, ready for any micro-instruction that can assist me not die.

Dave Eggers tries David Mayman’s flying machine in California’s San Fernando Valley
Eggers takes off in California’s San Fernando Valley. {Photograph}: Bobby Yancey

Mayman fills the pack with kerosene, and steps again to the aspect of the tarmac, distant management in hand. Jarry asks if I’m prepared. I inform him I’m prepared. The jets ignite. The sound is like a class 5 hurricane passing by way of a drainpipe. Jarry turns an invisible throttle, and I mimic his actions with the actual throttle. The sound grows louder. He turns his invisible throttle extra, and I flip mine. Now the sound hits a fever pitch, and I really feel the thrust down the again of my calves. I step ever so barely ahead, and lock my legs collectively. (Because of this jetpack wearers have their legs stiff like toy troopers – any deviation is shortly punished by 800-degree jet exhaust.) Jarry mimes extra throttle, I give it extra throttle, and slowly I depart the earth. It’s nothing like weightlessness. As a substitute, I really feel my each pound, really feel simply how a lot thrust it takes to get me and this machine to levitate.

Jarry tells me to go greater. One foot, then two, then three. As the jets howl and the kerosene burns, I hover, considering that that is an astounding quantity of noise and hassle to drift 36in off the floor. In contrast to the purest varieties of flight, which harness wind and grasp hovering, that is simply brute power. That is busting by way of house with warmth and noise. And it’s actually tough, too. Particularly when Jarry asks me to go left and proper.

Turning left and proper requires manipulating the yaw – the grip in my left hand, which strikes the course of the jet exhaust. By itself this may be simple sufficient. However I’ve to do that whereas sustaining constant throttle so I don’t land on the tarmac as Jesse did. Maintaining the throttle regular whereas adjusting the yaw, all whereas conserving my legs stiff and staring into Jarry’s ecstatic eyes, just isn’t simple. It requires an all-mind, all-body degree of focus that I’d examine to big-wave browsing. (I’ve by no means carried out big-wave browsing.)

After which there’s going ahead and again. That is a wholly totally different, and far more difficult, activity. To go ahead, the pilot has to maneuver the complete equipment. Image a triceps machine at the health club. I’ve to tilt the jetpack – all the things on my again – away from my physique. Doing the reverse, pulling up on the grips so my arms strategy my shoulders, turns the jets towards my ankles, sending me backwards. As a result of I do know nothing about something, I received’t remark on the knowledge of this engineering; I’ll solely say I don’t prefer it, and want this have been extra like the throttle and yaw – extra automated, extra responsive, and much less prone to burn (assume blowtorch on butter) the pores and skin off my calves and ankles.

After every of my check flights, I get down from the steps, take off my helmet and sit with Wesson and Yancey, rattled and exhausted. If it’s the hardest form of flying Wesson’s ever carried out, by extension I determine I’m able to fly a helicopter. Whereas we watch Jesse get marginally higher, and as the solar drops beneath the tree line, we discuss what we might do to enhance, and the practicality of this machine on the whole. At the second, the flight period is simply too quick, and the diploma of problem too nice. However this was additionally the case – and then some – for the Wright brothers. Their first motorized flyer was exceedingly tough to fly for anybody however themselves, and it was a good decade between their demonstrations and the first sensible, mass-market airplanes that may very well be flown by anybody else. In the meantime, nobody was a lot . In the first few years of their check flights, they flew in plain sight, between two highways in Dayton, Ohio, to the resounding indifference of the world.

Which is the place Mayman and Jarry nonetheless discover themselves. They’ve carried out the tough work, which is to design, manufacture and check a jetpack easy and intuitive sufficient that a rube like me can fly beneath managed situations. With sufficient funding, they might carry the price down considerably, and they very effectively may be capable to remedy the flight-duration concern, too. However, for now, there are two paying prospects at the Jetpack Aviation bootcamp, with the relaxation of the human race giving this pair of visionaries a collective shrug.


A month after my coaching, I’m sitting at dwelling, making an attempt to assume of an ending for this story, once I learn a information merchandise about a jetpack being noticed flying at 5,000ft close to Los Angeles worldwide airport. “The jet man is back,” the air visitors controller at LAX stated, for this was not the first sighting. It seems that between August 2020 and August 2021, a minimum of 5 jetpack sightings have been recorded – most of them in southern California, at altitudes between 3,000 and 6,000ft.

I e-mail Mayman, asking what he is aware of about the phenomenon, hoping this thriller jetpack man was him. As a result of I take him to be an especially accountable individual, it appears out of character for him to be flying so excessive, and in restricted airspace, however, then once more, there isn’t any document of anybody else in California proudly owning, a lot much less being succesful of flying, a jetpack.

Every week goes by and I don’t hear again from Mayman. In his silence, wild theories bloom. In fact it’s him, I believe. Solely he’s succesful of such a flight, and solely he has a motive. After making an attempt to draw the world’s consideration by way of simple means – YouTube movies and ads in the Wall Road Journal, as an illustration – he’s been compelled to go rogue. Pilots and air visitors controllers at LAX start referring to the pilot as Iron Man – and the individual behind the stunts is appearing like the superhero’s alter ego Tony Stark, ready till the proper second to disclose it was him all alongside.

Lastly, nearly two weeks after sending my e-mail, I hear again.

“I want I did know one thing about what’s going on round LAX,” Mayman writes. “There isn’t any doubt the airline pilots noticed one thing however I doubt very a lot it was a jet-turbine-powered jetpack. They only don’t have the endurance to rise up to three,000 or 5,000ft, fly round for a whereas and then come down and land. Personally, I believe it’s in all probability an electrical drone with an inflatable model set as much as appear like a individual carrying a jetpack.”

And so dies one other scrumptious enigma. There might not be renegade jet-people flying in restricted airspace, and we’d not get our personal jetpacks in our lifetimes, however we will content material ourselves with two very cautious jet-persons, Mayman and Jarry, often flying round an avocado farm, if solely to show they will.

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