In Esther’s own words
Catching the Flying Bug at Le Touquet
As a first-time traveler to France and someone who can manage only a few French phrases, I felt so welcomed in the city of Le Touquet Paris-Plage for this weekend’s centennial celebration of the first woman to cross the English Channel in 1912.
The coastal resort town where we landed after flying over the Channel on Saturday is also celebrating its 100th year anniversary this year. The townspeople welcomed the influx of aviators with open arms, and I enjoyed my stay there immensely.
Sunday morning, we went on a bicycle tour to see the local sights. We started at Le Touquet Airport, and one of our first stops was a beautiful overlook of the Canche estuary, which flows into the English Channel.
We followed a well-used bicycle and pedestrian path along the estuary until we reached the shore of the English Channel and Le Touquet’s very long beach. Then we cycled through the historic part of the town, admiring the variety of architecture among the villas in Le Touquet, as well as the abundance of trees.
One of the wonderful things about staying the day after the Channel crossing was the opportunity to spend some time with the international pilots who made the trip – pilots from England, from Ireland, Switzerland, France, the United States, Canada, etc.
These conversations deepened my understanding of what it takes to become a pilot and the variety of paths one takes. Some pilots start flying in their 40s, when they hit a mid-life crisis or after their children have left the nest. Others make it a priority in their teens and 20s; some wait until post-retirement. While some pilots fly Boeing jets, others fly a Columbia 400. Some pilots fly as a side passion, others dedicate their careers to aviation.
One of the pilots I met, Jane Planchon, is a firefighter…in the air. That’s right, she controls wildfires with water from her airplane. When I talked with Jane, she helped me to understand the conflicting feelings these pilots often experience: They know that the fires are disastrous for the people who are affected, but the pilots benefit in a way because they get to do what they most enjoy – fly.

Annette Mason (left) and Barbara Ganson
Another pilot I met, Barbara Ganson, hails from the United States – like me! She teaches aviation history at Florida Atlantic University. Barbara was quite the media star this weekend since she participated in the event while dressed like Harriet Quimby, in a purple hooded flying suit. Everyone loved it!
And then there was Patricia Simon (read my earlier blog post about her here.) Although I did not fly in Patricia’s plane as originally planned, she was intent on making sure that I got my helicopter ride over the Channel.
Speaking of helicopters, of course there was Annette Mason, who clearly couldn’t get enough of flying. Bonus points for style: Annette’s shirt matched her helicopter’s design – sky blue with clouds.
What a wonderful group of women! And the men who supported the event also deserve praise. Thank you to all who made this event possible. I am honored that I was chosen to participate as the representative for America’s next generation of women pilots, and I hope to encourage women of all ages to get their pilot’s license. The biggest thing I have noticed that these women share is drive. I hope it’s infectious! I want to catch the flying bug.

























I was excited to fly in a Cessna 152 with Patricia Simon, 
