A m y J o h n s o n : P i o n e e r A i r w o m a n 1903-1941

Amy Johnson was born July 1, 1903, in Hull Yorkshire and lived there until she went to Sheffield University in
1923 to read for a BA. After graduating, she moved on to work as a secretary to a London solicitor where she
also became interested in flying. Amy began to learn to fly at the London Aeroplane Club in the winter of 1928-
29 and her hobby soon became an all-consuming determination, not simply to make a career in aviation, but to
succeed in some project which would demonstrate to the world that women could be as competent as men in a
hitherto male dominated field.

Her first important achievement, after flying solo, was to qualify as the first British-trained woman ground
engineer. For awhile she was the only woman G.E. in the world.

Early in 1930, she chose her objective: to fly solo to Australia and to beat Bert Hinkler's record of 16 days. At
first, her efforts to raise financial support failed, but eventually Lord Wakefield agreed his oil company should
help. Amy's father and Wakefield shared the 600 pound purchase price of a used DH Gypsy Moth (G-AAAH) and
it was named Jason after the family business trademark.

Amy set off alone in a single engine Gypsy Moth from Croydon on May 5, 1930, and landed in Darwin on May 24,
an epic flight of 11,000 miles. She was the first woman to fly alone to Australia.

In July 1931, she set an England to Japan record in a Puss Moth with Jack Humphreys. In July 1932, she set a
record from England to Capetown, solo, in a Puss Moth. In May, 1936, she set a record from England to Cape
town, solo, in a Percival Gull, a flight to retrieve her 1932 record.

With her husband, Jim Mollison, she also flew in a DH Dragon non-stop from Pendine Sands, South Wales, to the
United States in 1933. They also flew non-stop in record time to India in 1934 in a DH Comet in the England to
Australia air race. The Mollisons were divorced in 1938.

After her commercial flying ended with the outbreak of World World II in 1939, Amy joined the Air Transport
Auxiliary, a pool of experienced pilots who were ineligible for RAF service. Her flying duties consisted of
ferrying aircraft from factory airstrips to RAF bases.

It was on one of these routine flights on January 5, 1941, that Amy crashed into the Thames estuary and was
drowned, a tragic and early end to the life of Britain's most famous woman pilot.

Amy is remembered in many ways, one of which is the British Women Pilot's Association award -- an annual
Amy Johnson Memorial Trust Scholarship to help outstanding women pilots further their careers.

The World at Her Feet: Amy Johnson Takes on Australia

Raul Colon

In 1930 the world took notice of a different type of flyer. Amy Johnson was a newcomer to the world of long
distance flying, but in May of that year she took the aviation world by surprise when she flew her single engine
Gipsy Moth biplane, named Jason; from London to Darwin. Although her nineteen days, eleven countries
journey did not break any aviation records, it represented a breakthrough for women all around the globe.
Many aviation enthusiasts as well as much of the public in Europe and America were amazed at the incredible
feat accomplished by this unpretentious young woman from Yorkshire, Great Britain. They were even more
impressed at the fact that before her ground breaking feat, Johnson had only eighty five hours of actual flying
experience!

Amy Johnson was born on July 1st, 1903, months before the Wright Brothers introduced the world to aviation,
in Hull. Her father was a fisherman and raised young Amy to be a strong and independent woman. Since her
early teens, young Amy was keen to find her place in the world, even if it meant entering into fields usually
associated with men. In the 1920s she attended Sheffield University for a brief period before discovering that
academic life was not suited for her and her ambitions. After dropping collage, Johnson went on to work with
her father; from there she took a clerical position with an up and coming advertising agency in downtown
London.

Although those jobs offered her the ability to pay the bills, Amy wanted more out of life. She wanted to live an
adventure, to live in the edge. She found that edge in flying.

She joined the prestigious London Aeroplane Club in the summer of 1928 and quickly fell in love with aviation.
As she has done during all her life, Amy applied herself to this new task. She earned her pilot’s license and a
second one in ground engineering. With those two licenses under her belt, Johnson went on to the aviation
community with a new sense of purpose, a new attitude. She was a shrewd self promoter in a male-dominated
environment. She tried to attract patrons and donors in order to finance her dreams of making a difference in
the world. She always came up with interesting ideas on how to promote her efforts.

Once she told a local newspaper reporter that she was aiming to beak Bert Hinkler’s record of flying from
England to Australia. He did it in fifteen and half days during the spring of 1928.

Flying from the U.K. to Australia in those early pioneers days must had offered any person one of the most
demanding challenges in human endeavour. The first to try were two Australian lieutenants, Ray Parer and
John McIntosh. After the Great War ended, Parer and MaIntosh commenced preparations to fly to Australia
from their base in England. In 1920 they embarked on their challenge. Utilizing a World War I vintage DH.9
biplane they began their trek. Unfortunately for them, flying from the south of the U.K. to Darwin, was a more
demanding journey that the two young Australian lieutenants hoped. Their DH.9 suffered numerous mechanical
problems. It took them forty days just to reach Cairo, Egypt. They crashed over Baghdad and had the
misfortune to spend six weeks in the jungle, before finally arriving at Darwin with a damaged aircraft and a
pint of fuel. During her research into the planned trip, Johnson took more care in detail planning than did the
two Australians ten years before.

The first step for Amy was to secure the necessary financial backing for the proposed enterprise. Financial
support was necessary for her endeavour to succeed. Her father offered a credit line which enabled young Amy
to quit her clerical job and to purchase an aircraft. After securing her own plane, Johnson courted prominent
London personalities in an effort to gather the necessary logistical backing needed for the planned adventure.
One of those , Lord Wakefield, the Castrol Oil Company magnate, played a key role in securing fuel stores
along the proposed flight path to the country down under. The aircraft bought with her father's assistance was
a de Havilland DH.60G Gipsy Moth biplane. She named it Jason. Jason was a small, single seat aircraft with an
open cockpit design. Jason was equipped with added fuel tanks for long distance flights. The DH.60G was
powered by a single, four cylinder, air-cooled engine capable of generating 100hp. The engine gave the 60G a
top cruising speed of only eighty five miles per hours. But what the small aircraft lacked in speed, it made it
for in sturdiness and operational range. The most important factor when operating over vast ocean distances.
With the necessary tools on hand, all that it was left for Johnson to do was to actually attempt to fly to
Australia, and fly she did.

Amy Johnson took to the air for her historic flight in the early hours of May 5th, 1930 A small crowd, mainly
family and friends, was gathered at the Croyden Airport to see Amy off. The first phase of her trip called for
crossing the English Channel and then head up to the Asperne airport in Vienna, Austria. The complete trip
covered eight hundred miles, a distance she covered on the very first day of her endeavour without any
weather or mechanical related problem. Next for Johnson, was the route from Vienna to Istanbul, another
eight hundred miles to cover. Again she covered the distance without a problem, only fatigue bothered her. On
May 7th, she flew her 60G airplane over the rugged Taurus Mountains of Turkey, with peaks as high as 12,000’.
She aimed to land some five hundred and fifty miles away, at the Aleppo airfield in Syria.

It was on this flight leg that Amy encountered her first real test. While flying through turbulence at 8,000’,
Johnson encountered dense cloud covered that forced her to fly over a long stretch of mountainous terrain
with minimal visibility. The passes were difficult to manoeuvre in with unlimited visibility to begin with, and
now, without the assistance of a full spectrum of visibility, Johnson was able to manage the narrow passages
with pin point precision. In some instances, her aircraft came within a few feet of hitting the rocky edges of
the mountains. After passing the mountains ranges, Johnson elected to follow a railway line all the way into
Aleppo. The fourth day of flight brought massive storms along the Aleppo to Baghdad route. This weather
presented a problem for Amy. Up to this point she was ahead of Hinkler’s record pace.

With an almost complete disregard for the weather conditions, Amy took off from Aleppo in route to Baghdad,
a four hundred and thirty mile trek. During the first few hours of the flight, Johnson did not encounter any
major complications, weather or mechanically related, but the trend did not last. Unexpectedly, a strong wind
gale forced her to dive relentlessly from her altitude of around 7,000’ to almost hitting the ground; it was at
this point that she decided to suspend the rest of the flight and land immediately in the desert. There was
nothing Johnson could do now but wait out the storm. As suddenly as the storm front appear, it finished and
Amy was able to resume her flight within two hours after landing in the desert. Once in the air, Amt promptly
located the Tigris River and followed all the way to Baghdad where she landed in a British-run airport on May
8th. The following day, Johnson was airborne again, this time in route to Bander Abbas, eight hundred and
forty miles to the south-eastern part of the Persian Gulf.

She covered the distance without a glitch. May 10th saw her flying off to Karachi, seven hundred and thirty
miles way. When she landed at this British held city, she was received by the residents as a folk hero. Her solo
flight from London to Karachi in just eight days was a record and most importantly for Amy, it put her two full
days ahead of Hinkler’s pace. Johnson did not have time to enjoy the spoils of her success if she was to break
the record. On May 11th Amy took off her from Karachi to Allahabad, a city in British-controlled India. In mid
flight Amy discovered that the 60G’s fuel tanks were not filled to capacity thus forcing her land nearly two
hundred miles away from her destination. While landing, her 60G suffered wing damages after hitting a post.
She quickly repaired the wing and after refuelling her aircraft, thanks to a nearby local British garrison, she
was once again underway. After she reached Allahabad, she continued to the Dumdum airfield in Calcutta,
reaching it during the late evening hours of May 12th.

She was still on pace to break the record, but now fatigue, not the weather on mechanical difficulties, started
to play a major role on her quest. Flying ten to twelve hours a day were beginning to take their toll on the
young woman from Hull. The next phase of the journey called for a flight from Calcutta to Rangoon in Burma, a
journey of nearly six hundred and fifty miles. On May 13th she departed Calcutta at 7:00 am; she encountered
a weather front near the Yomas range that forced her to deviate from the original flight plan. She commenced
tracking the Burmese coastline until she reached Rangoon. Her target landing area was an abandoned race
track, but due to the poor visibility she landed on a soccer field. As was the case with her emergency landing in
the desert a few days ago, this forced landing damaged her airplane’s wing structure and the engine propeller.
Fortunately, Johnson was a prepared woman and brought along with her a new propeller.

The wing was repaired by friendly strangers that appeared a few minutes after she landed. But the necessary
repairs took three precious days. She needed to get in the air quickly and in the early morning hours of May
17th she took off from Rangoon in route to Bangkok, three hundred and forty miles away. The weather again
played a key role in Amy’s quest. Constant rain drops and poor visibility posed a major problem for Johnson,
but she decided to press on to Bangkok, again as it was the case a few days before, Amy found a railroad line
and followed it all the way to her destination. The days of May 17th and 18th saw Amy and her aircraft cruising
over the Malaya Peninsula to Singapore. This flight was uneventful and Johnson landed safely on Singapore. The
next phase of the journey called for a one thousand mile trek covering the majority of the Dutch East Indies
(present day Indonesia). The original plan called for a trip to Surabaya in the island of Java, but mechanical
problems altered that path and Amy was forced to land at Tjomal in the central section of Java.

After servicing her aircraft, Amy took off from Surabaya on the morning of May 22nd with the aim of reaching
Atambua, nine hundred miles away. The flight was without weather or mechanical problems, but poor
navigation by the young Amy deviated her from her original landing site. She landed at Haliluk, a remote
tropical area, twelfth miles away. By the afternoon of the 23rd, Amy finally reached Atambua, the launching
point for the final phase of her amazing quest, Port Darwin, Australia. The last leg of the trip was probably the
most danger one. The journey called for Johnson to fly her DH60 airplane over the Sea of Timor enroute to
Darwin, a distance of five hundred miles. The difficult part of the trip was that if any major situation arise and
Amy needed to crash land, the most likely place she would be able to do it was the vast and isolated open
waters of the Sea of Timor, the ditching would probably have meant death since the area was seldom used by
commercial or military vessels at the time.

Amy Johnson departed on May 24th, Empire Day, almost three weeks since the day she took off from Croyden
Airport. The near eleven thousand mile journey, that saw her pass over the deserts of the Middle East, the
jungles of the Indian subcontinent and the tropical islands of the Dutch East Indies; was almost over. Since her
departure from Atumbua the weather was kind to Amy, she was even spotted by a Shell Oil Company tanker,
the Phorus, during her crossing of the Great Barrier Reef. The tanker radioed in the news of Miss Johnson’s
aircraft approaching Darwin prompting several pilots to take off and try to meet her at mid air.
A task they failed to achieve.

But Amy did arrive in Australia at 3:30 in the afternoon. When she landed, the young woman from Hull received
the acclaim she so desperately craved for. The local and international press hailed the young and remarkable,
inexperienced flyer from England. The Prime Minister of Britain, Ramsey MacDonald, prominent dignitaries,
even the King and Queen of England called on young Amy to congratulate her. Amy Johnson was at the top of
the world. Becoming the first woman to attempt and complete such a dangerous journey propelled Johnson to
celebrity status. The next decade saw Amy establish two more world records, flying from London to Cape Town,
South Africa. When World War II arrived, Johnson enlisted in the Air Transport Auxiliary service, ferrying
aircraft from British factories to Royal Air Force bases. On one of those ferry mission in January 5th, 1941, she
crashed into the Thames estuary and drowned in somewhat mysterious circumstances ending the life of one of
the most important figures in aviation history.