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Little did he realize that his historic attempt was
taking place from a ridge that would be the future hang gliding
flying site for our Annual Halloween Fly-In which began in 1974.
This site had also played a significant role in American history
in the year 1620. In 1620 the Mayflower left England filled with
Pilgrims bound for the Virginias. The ship was blown off course
by a vigorous storm and found shelter in the harbor of a peninsula
shaped like a fishhook. This peninsula stretched out into the ocean
40 miles from mainland Massachusetts and was called Cape Cod. Finally,
anchored in the safety of the harbor, the captain announced that
the ship was damaged and would be unable to continue to the Virginias.

A Sailplane on Corn Hill in the 1920's.
The Pilgrims went ashore to search the new land for
food and water. Plenty of fresh water was found, but as winter approached
their rations diminished. In late November, during their search
for food, they climbed to the top of a hill on the shore in north
Truro. This much is fact. What followed depends on who is telling
the story. Most accounts tell of the Pilgrims finding a large cornfield
on a hilltop in Truro that they harvested to supply them through
the winter months. But further research revealed another story.
The Pilgrims discovered sand mounds on top of the hill. The mounds
were on top of graves in a native Indian burial ground. The Indians
believed that giving a portion of the harvest to their ancestors
would guarantee a plentifully harvest the following year. Buried
in the sand mounds on top of each grave were large pots that were
filled with corn at the end of each harvest and covered with sand.
The Pilgrims uncovered the large pots, finding the corn. Since that
day the Pilgrims called the site Corn Hill. It was recorded at a
later date that the Pilgrims admitted taking the corn. They stated
that because of the food shortage they were desperately in need
of seed for the following year and that they vowed to make restitution.
In part, that restitution came in the autumn of 1621, the following
spring. The corn they had taken from the graves was used for seed
the following spring and produced a huge, flourishing crop. The
Pilgrims and the Indians, sitting side by side, celebrated with
a week-long feast. We still celebrate this feast in November - Thanksgiving.
There is a plaque on Corn Hill commemorating the historical event
of the Pilgrims finding the corn.
For 25 years, Chuck Nyhan, owner of the Seascape Motel (commonly
referred to as Chuck's), has been hosting the Halloween Fly-In.
The fly-in was given this name because it is held the last week
of October into the Halloween weekend. The hang gliding community
owes a debt of gratitude to Chuck. Chuck welcomes all hang glider
pilots with open arms at his motel, and has made flying on Cape
Cod what it is today.

A group of pilots on takeoff at the seascape.
Photo by George Ferris
According to Chuck, Jeff Nicolay, who now runs Morningside Flight
Park in New Hampshire, was the first pilot to approach him about
flying at the Seascape. I conducted a brief interview with Chuck
for this article.
George: Chuck, when were you first contacted about flying
at the Seascape?
Chuck: In October of 1974 Jeff Nicolay called, asking if
he could come to the Seascape and fly his hang glider from the motel's
bluff.
George: Were you apprehensive? Did you even know what
hang gliding was?
Chuck: Actually, I was very excited about it, having watched
hang gliders fly from Pico Peak in Vermont in '71-'72.
George: After Jeff's initial trip to the Seascape, what
group of pilots was responsible for making the Halloween Fly-In
an annual event?
Chuck: The Connecticut pilots. Many of the pilots have been
coming since the mid 1970's. John and Mo Hamlin, along with Wayne
and Holly Ripley and Tom and Barbara Johnston, have been coming
to the Halloween Fly-In since its inception. The Connecticut club
has taken on the responsibility of acquiring insurance and posting
rules for flying at the Seascape.
George: Have you ever been up tandem?
Chuck: NO! I'm afraid of heights.
George: From your perspective, what changes have you
seen in the last 25 years?
Chuck: Fewer accidents, more regulations.
George: What was and is the attitude of Truro and Provincetown
toward hang gliding?
Chuck: The attitude of the people in these towns has always
been very positive.
George: Is the week of the Halloween Fly-In the last
week you are open for the season?
Chuck: Yes.
George: Would you still be open during this week if it
weren't for the Fly-In?
Chuck: The weather has changed in the last 20 years; it's
much warmer in the fall on the Cape than it used to be. I would
still be open because of the warmer weather but, of course, we wouldn't
have the number of people that the Fly-In generates.
George: Are you planning on retiring soon?
Chuck: NO! NO! NO!
George: So, hang glider pilots can assume that there
will be many more Halloween Fly-Ins to come?
Chuck: Yes, as long as I am here.
George: Thank you Chuck for taking the time for this
interview, and thank you from all of us who have experienced the
beauty of flying at the Seascape.
View of the Seascape ridge.
Photo by George Ferris
The Seascape couldn't be located in a better place on the Cape
for hang gliding. It is on the bay side of the Cape in North Truro
which borders Provincetown, which is located on the very end of
the Cape. The Seascape sits on the north end of a south-west-facing
dune that runs south five miles and ends at Corn Hill. North of
the Seascape the shoreline is close to sea level. Those of you who
have been to Funston or, Torrey and can imagine a single-story motel
running parallel to and 75 feet from the edge of the cliff can somewhat
picture the Seascape. Launch is 75 feet from the door of your motel
room. While sitting in your room you can watch pilots flying and
launching. After an hour or two of flying you can land for a sandwich
and then return to the air. For families it's a short walk down
to the beach or a short drive into Provincetown.
North of the Seascape the Cape resembles a fishhook, and the remaining
15 miles of land hooks directly back at Chuck's, offering a spectacular
view of the Provincetown harbor, the end of the Cape Cod peninsula.
The sunsets viewed from Chuck's are some of the most beautiful you
will ever see. In the evening the lights of Provincetown glitter
over the water and light up the harbor. During a full moon the beach
lights up like a beacon since the moon acts like a spotlight beaming
across the water. During the day the colors of the land and cottages
contrasting with the water are a sight to behold, especially from
the air.
There are basically two good wind directions for flying the Cape,
east and southwest. The bay-side dunes face southwest. They start
at a height of 75 feet at the Seascape and run south about four
miles to Corn Hill at 100 feet.
The ocean side, facing east, starts out at Race Point with 10-foot
dunes and runs south about 15 miles, varying in height up to 200
feet in some areas. Southwest winds are common on Cape Cod and generally
pilots staying for several days set up their gliders at the Seascape
when they arrive and never break them down until they leave. There
is plenty of beach to land on, especially at low tide, and it's
a short hike up the 50 foot stairway back to takeoff.
Cape Cod is a magical place of beauty and history. Provincetown
at its tip became a township in 1727. The little village that was
once sustained by fishing has become one of the many tourist towns,
and has many shops, restaurants and bars along its quaint, narrow
streets. During the summer months its streets and shops are filled
with people.
Provincetown is a home for many artists, since the town and its
surroundings are art themselves. Nestled at the tip of the Cape,
on a strip of land at its end not even a city block wide, it is
a sight to behold when flying the bluffs at the Seascape. There
is so much history associated with Cape Cod that I doubt anyone
could put it down on paper in a lifetime.
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The Author soaring his Exxtacy over the Seascape.
The sport of soaring is part of Cape Cod's history, but sadly,
this is unknown to Cape Cod residents except for a few historians.
When the Wright Brothers attached an engine to their glider, further
research into soaring aircraft almost came to a standstill. Following
World War I the Versailles Treaty prohibited the Germans from training
more than a small number of powered aircraft pilots. The Treaty,
like many contracts, had its loopholes, and the Germans used one
of those loopholes to begin training pilots in unpowered aircraft.
Gliding was reborn, but this time its evolution was backed with
money and resources from the German Government. Picking up where
the Wright Brothers left off but with superior materials and new
technology developed building motorized aircraft during World War
I, gliding advanced rapidly in Germany. In 1927, J.C. Penney Jr.
(of the now-famous Penney retail chain), while visiting Germany,
was amazed at the advancements the Germans had made with powerless
aircraft. When he learned that the gliders could be launched from
mountains or hills, stay aloft for hours and travel significant
distances, he was committed to bringing this knowledge back to the
U.S. He returned to New York City and formed the American Motorless
Aviation Corporation, or MAC for short. MAC provided funds for a
handful of German pilots and instructors to come to America and
teach gliding.
J.C. summered at Cape Cod, and his familiarity with the dunes and
consistent winds, as well as the relatively close proximity of the
Cape to New York City, prompted MAC to establish two sites for gliding.
The first was atop Corn Hill (the south end of the same dune on
which the Seascape is located) which faced the prevailing south-
westerly winds and that would be the main site for soaring and breaking
records. The fact that this was the same hill where the Pilgrims
had found the corn, which led to the birth of Thanksgiving, was
strictly a coincidence. The other site was home to a training school
set up in Wellfleet at a place now called Cook's Camps. Both of
these areas have been flown by hang glider pilots for 18 years,
with no knowledge of glider pilots trying to break the Wright Brothers'
record in 1928, or a school dedicated to gliding in Wellfleet.
I first became aware of this in 1993 while searching for a new launch
site near the existing Wellfleet takeoff on the east side. On a
beautiful day with no wind I decided to go to Wellfleet (the ocean
side) in search of other takeoffs. The site at Wellfleet that we
had used for so many years was eroding, making launching difficult.
The ocean side is National Seashore property and this made finding
new takeoffs difficult. The National Seashore community has banned
all future development, and it is prohibited to walk on almost all
the land except the existing launches. However, there are many houses
and cottages that were built before the area was declared National
Seashore public land. I have spent countless hours with other pilots
approaching homeowners to ask if we could use their front yards
to launch. Years have gone by without any luck because the people
who own these summer homes are very seldom there, and they are naturally
concerned about liability.
So, on that hot summer day I ventured up a road marked "private"
that I had passed by for 20 years, just one mile from the Wellfleet
takeoff. The road rounded up through the scrub pines and came out
in a large clearing surrounded by cottages sitting on top of a 100-foot
dune that I had seen from the air two days earlier. I introduced
myself to Dave Sexton and his wife Lori who turned out to be the
owners. I explained that I was the hang glider pilot who had been
flying over this stretch of dunes two days earlier. The conversation
that followed changed my perception of gliding at the Cape and inspired
me to research this topic which turned out to be more interesting
than I ever imagined. Our conversation went as follows.
Dave: George, did you know that in 1928 this was the site
of the glider school?
George: A glider school. What? I don't understand.
Dave: Well (as he motioned and started walking toward the
middle of the cottages), all these buildings that you see here were
built in 1927 to house the German glider pilots, instructors, gliders
and horses. This was the photo lab, and over here (as we walked)
was the stable where they kept the horses they used to retrieve
the gliders back up the sand dunes after flying down.
George: What? Are you kidding? German glider pilots!
This was a glider school?
Dave: Yes, in 1927. My wife's grandmother who owned the land
leased it to MAC. They hired contractors to construct these buildings
for the glider school.

Launching for a late-afternoon ridge soaring flight.
Photo by George Ferris
Walking as he talked he led me into the officers' bathhouse which
is almost untouched to this day. In the bathhouse there are two
main rooms, one of which has the toilets and sinks. The other room,
a shower about 12 by 15 feet, is laid with ceramic tile except for
the cedar vaulted ceiling and has 10 or so shower heads.
George: Dave, how long did the school exist?
Dave: The school was started in 1928 and closed in 1929.
George: Why such a short time?
Dave: Well, my wife tells me that her grandmother said the
local people did not like the German pilots being here. The locals
were convinced that they were Luftwaffe (German air force) pilots
training for the next world war. According to the grandmother the
townspeople pressured the Germans into leaving and returning to
Germany. (Further research indicates that another reason they left
was that MAC ran out of funding when the stock market crashed in
1929.)
In 1928 a glider pilot, Peter Hesselback, stood atop Corn Hill in
North Truro on Cape Cod.
After the tour Dave brought me into his office to show me
an old photograph of a pilot about to launch. Peter Hesselback (whom
I mentioned at the beginning of this article) steadied himself and
yelled "Clear!" His historic flight had begun. Among the
people watching that day was a young, woman, Doris Frost, who had
met Peter." weeks earlier and befriended him. Doris kept a
diary about the flights that took place that year and the people
who were in attendance. Today, Doris Frost Bredburg, at age 89,
tells me Peter's story while I page through her diary:
"Peter was very nervous that day. Even though he had soared
many times for over an hour in Germany he said that the first few
minutes were the most nerve-racking he had experienced since his
first solo flight. Peter told me there was a possibility the lift
could disappear because of a change in the wind. He knew if this
happened before he beat the Wright Brothers' record, in the presence
of the large crowd (many of them socialites from New York and Boston)
he would be a failure, and that caused him to burst into a sweat.
He told me that all his nervousness disappeared at the ten-minute
mark when the crowd let out a roar. Champaign bottles were opened
in celebration and when Peter landed 55 minutes and 9 seconds later
he joined the celebration. I remember that Mr. Penney and his friends
were jubilant and declared Peter a hero. The very next day he broke
the record again, soaring for 4 hours and 55 minutes."

Gliders set up in front of the Seascape Motel.
Photo by George Ferris
Like the Pilgrim's harvest and Peter's record-breaking flight 71
years ago, each Halloween Fly-In ends with a large party. Most everyone
dresses in costume. (Many of the pilots and their wives spend the
summer months making their own.) The party starts off at the Seascape,
then ventures to the restaurants and bars of Provincetown, lasting
well into the night and capping off another Fly-In. Nineteen ninety-nine
is the 25th consecutive year we have held this event at the Seascape
on Cape Cod, thanks to Chuck Nyhan.
For more information on the Seascape contact:
Seascape
P.O. Box 59, Rte. 6A
North Truro, Cape Cod, MA 02652
(508) 487-1225
Chuck Nyhan
Web site: www.seascapemotorinn.com
E-mail: seascape@capecod.net
Special thanks to:
Chuck Nyhan, Seascape Motel
Jeffrey Morris, Curator, Pilgrim Monument and Provincetown Museum
Joan Coughlin, Curator, Wellfleet Historical Society Diane Shumway,
Curator, Truro Historical Society
Dave and Lori Sexton, Cooks Camp Doris Frost Bredburg, for her diary
Paul Voight, John and Mo Hamelin, for sending photos
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