CLXXXIX
The
problem with being a heroine, Amelia realized, was that people expected
heroics. After the shouting about her solo transatlantic flight died down she
needed to find another gig. Unbelievably enough, she needed the money. The
Putnams’ Rye, New York, mansion had caught fire, destroying many of the awards
Amelia had won over the years, consuming the files she had been assembling for
her memoirs, and melting the old family silver into rivulets. Repairing the
house would take a serious bite out of the family bank account (George’s
collection of G.P. Putnam’s Sons' signed first editions dating back a century,
was spared). George’s Wall Street investments were still crippled by the
Depression. Amelia was also quietly supporting her mother and a financially-strapped
Pidge. The planes were costly to warehouse and maintain; and so on . . .
Amelia,
lifting off in the new Vega, January 11, 1935
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She
was hardly broke, especially compared to most Americans in 1935, but she and
George had little liquidity and no place to dispose of assets like the old
property in Bend or the ranch they owned in Wyoming. To raise cash quickly, they got jobs. Of
course, George wasn’t delivering milk. He became Head of Development at
Paramount Studios. Amelia became the first Professor of Women’s Studies (a
revolutionary new curriculum) at Purdue. They became a commuter couple.
“Amelia Earhart Lookout” near Diamond Head on Oahu is dedicated to the memory of the aviatrix |
George
brought home flowers during a holiday weekend at Rye. He found Amelia sitting
cross-legged in the library with Atlases, maps, and navigation tools scattered
across the rugs.
“I
think I want to fly the Pacific.”
“Out
to Honolulu?”
“From
Hawaii to California. It’s harder to miss a continent than to miss an island.”
“Good
point.”
Near
journey’s end: Amelia, over Burbank, California, on January 12, 1935. Few
laypeople realized that the plane Amelia flew from Hawaii wasn’t the same one
she flew to Ireland. The new Vega was larger, but it was also red. The landing
gear was the giveaway
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They
sold the “Little Red Bus” and bought a larger, newer Vega from Elinor Smith.
She had intended to transit the Atlantic in it, and it must have been bittersweet
to sell it to Amelia. The new plane was modified with additional fuel tanks,
the 500 hp engine she’d used for the Atlantic hop, and with a radiotelephone, a
bulky overweight item jammed full of vacuum tubes, that would allow Amelia to
talk to people as she crossed the Pacific.
The
new Vega being offloaded from the S.S
Lurline on December 27, 1934
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Around
Christmas 1934, she took the sturdy S.S.
Lurline to Honolulu with the new Vega in the hold. After several days of
testing and other preparation, she lifted off from Wheeler Field at Pearl
Harbor on January 11, 1935 headed for Oakland.
It
was a potentially deadly flight. A dozen men had died in 1934 alone trying to
make the hop from California to Hawaii. Like them, Amelia had no Radio Direction
Finder equipment (Hugo Leuteritz was still perfecting it for the China Clipper). She did, however, have a
radio, and she could judge her flight path by signal strength (she was amused
when the deejay in Honolulu called after her, “Miss Earhart, please boost your
signal! Your husband is having a hard time hearing you on the radiotelephone!”)
And she had reduced the risk somewhat by aiming from the islands to the
continent, and not the other way around. But still . . .
Arrival
at Oakland
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Unlike
her Atlantic crossing, the Pacific crossing went smoothly, taking only a little
longer than the 2,026-mile solo Atlantic flight. She became the first American to make the Pacific
hop solo.
Atlantic
Crossing
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But
something troubled Amelia about the Pacific Ocean. Despite the Pax Pacifica she'd experienced, after the 2,402–mile flight
she muttered uneasily to George that she would never make an extended water
crossing in a single-engine plane again.
Pacific
crossing
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Four
months later, armed with RDF, Ed Musick and the crew of the Pan American Clipper flew from
California to Hawaii and back again. The dawn of regularly-scheduled air
transport was upon the world.
The
crew of the Pan American Clipper in
April 1935. Just for months after Amelia’s solo hop in the other direction, their
arrival in Honolulu via S-42B marked the effective beginning of
regularly-scheduled cargo and passenger service across the American Pacific. An
unsmiling Ed Musick is third from the right
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