Significant other

The Flying Adventures of Jessie Keith ‘Chubbie’ Miller

The Southern Hemisphere’s First International Aviatrix

by Chrystopher J Spicer

ISBN 978 1 4766 6531 3

Even before I started it, I had a feeling I was going to enjoy this book. Well, I wasn’t disappointed.

In almost every sense, The Flying Adventures of Jessie Keith ‘Chubbie’ Miller is the essential companion to Bill Lancaster: The Final Verdict by Ralph Barker, which I reviewed in April 2016.

And there, I’ve already gone and done the inevitable – attached Jessie Miller’s story to Bill Lancaster’s. The trouble is the two are inextricably linked, just as they were from the day Miller and Lancaster met at London’s Author’s Club in 1927 to talk about his plans for a solo flight to Australia.

While Bill Lancaster would always be the defining character in Jessie’s life story, this never becomes a book about him. Drawing on years of meticulous research through newspaper reports, Jessie’s personal notes and diary entries, as well as rare interview transcripts, Chrystopher Spicer has finally given this groundbreaking aviator a voice of her own.

His plans for a solo flight…

Those words are a big clue to Miller’s unique abilities and the reason she deserves to have her own remarkable story shouted from the rooftops. And, I have to say, Spicer has done a remarkable job of doing so.

Jessie (in the front cockpit) and Bill Lancaster arrive at Toowoomba, QLD in the Red Rose on 26 March 1928. (Courtesy Howard Rub and the Darling Downs Aero Club)

By any measure, Jessie Miller was a very significant aviator and her accomplishments still stand as an example and inspiration to anyone with an interest in flying.

As Spicer writes in the first line of the book’s preface: Before Amelia Earhart, there was pioneer Australian aviatrix Jessie Keith Miller. Before her, no woman had ever travelled so far in the air or even crossed the equator above the planet’s surface…

An amazing aviation career

He goes on to point out that Earhart’s 2,250 mile transatlantic crossing of June of 1928 was merely as a passenger aboard a large, sturdy Ford Trimotor. The previous March, Jessie Miller had completed a 14,000-mile trip as co-pilot of a tiny, two-seat Avro Avian, surviving crashes, mechanical failures, appalling weather and even a poisonous snake in the cockpit. What’s more, she’d done most of the planning, fund-raising and map preparation for the flight.

Jessie speaking to interviewers after winning her Cleveland National Air Races event in 1929. (Courtesy of Chrystopher Spicer)

Following that global odyssey, Jessie would go on to an amazing aviation career in the United States. She flew in the inaugural National National Women’s Air Derby of 1929, finishing 3rd in the light aircraft division; she won the pylon speed race for women and came third in the women’s pursuit handicap race at that year’s National Air Races in Cleveland. Then she finished the Ford National Air Tour for 1929 in eighth place on points, first in her class, and first of the three female entrants.

By the end of 1929 she was reportedly the first professional female test pilot in the US. On February 5th, 1930 she became the first woman to gain a commercial pilot’s license in Canada. In October she became the second ever woman to hold a US transcontinental flight speed record and the first to set a US transcontinental unaccompanied solo flight record in both directions. Finally, in November 1930, she became the first woman to fly from the US East Coast to Cuba.

In that light, it seems absolutely incredible that this extraordinary young woman’s career could ever be forgotten in her native Australia, let alone in the world of aviation.

Aviation dreams

Miller was born Jessie Maude Beveridge on Friday the 13th of September, 1901 – first child of the bank manager for god-forsaken whistle-stop mining town in Western Australia’s vast, hot inland. Mercifully, the family moved to Perth in 1905; Broken Hill, NSW in 1907; Timaru, New Zealand, in 1916 and finally back to Melbourne, Victoria in 1920.

Sick of being uprooted and repressed by her family’s highly religious lifestyle, the independent-minded Jessie married at the first chance she got – unfortunately an amicable but ill-suited match with Melbourne journalist Keith Miller.

Before long, Jessie realised she wanted more out of life and went to England for six months, travelling with a girlfriend on third class tickets. In London, she was introduced to Bill Lancaster at a  party and quickly convinced him that she was the key to his long-distance aviation dreams.

And that’s where we came in…

As well as any man…

Clearly not just a ‘passenger’ as she was labelled by the newspapers, Jessie helps refuel the Red Rose at Toowoomba before she and Lancaster flew on to Brisbane. (Courtesy Howard Rub and the Darling Downs Aero Club)

I was particularly struck by the differences in details of the 1927/28 England–Australia flight when told by Lancaster’s and Miller’s separate biographers. While Ralph Barker casts Lancaster as the intrepid Captain of the adventure with Jessie in a supporting role, Spicer turns the tables to reveal the true depth of her contribution.

For example, in Bill Lancaster Barker simply recounts that Miller had her first flight on October 7th, 1927 ‘and they were both relieved to find that she suffered no air sickness.’ In contrast, Spicer is able to reveal that Bill had arranged for an RAF friend to give Jessie ‘a lesson or two’; that she found flying ‘quite marvellous’; and that she emphatically soloed the Avian before they left.

It turns out Bill Lancaster felt she was a natural pilot. Later, the great Eddie Stinson would write that she flew as well as any man he ever met.

A venomous stowaway

The difference in detail continues throughout the account, from Jessie changing spark plugs, working on the engine and performing the daily pre-flight checks herself, to that time she had to bash a venomous stowaway with her removable joystick and throw it’s still-writhing body over the side.

Long before the snake incident above Rangoon, she had taken over responsibility for the safety of the adventure, learning the hard way that it would be dangerous to rely on the cavalier and somewhat careless Lancaster. In fact, this side of the story raises serious doubts about whether Lancaster could have survived the flight without her.

His eventual demise, after crashing in the Sahara at night during his 1933 attempt on the London to Cape Town record, only underscores it.

Gender bias

A charming photo fraught with undercurrents…Jessie Miller stands between her estranged husband Keith and her flying partner (all ambiguity intended!) Capt. Bill Lancaster, after reaching Sydney from England in late March 1928. (National Library of Australia)

As the profile of such a resilient, capable and independent woman emerges, Spicer is obviously struck by how she was treated by the media at the time. The public may have been fascinated by aviation in 1928, but they still didn’t seem ready to believe that a woman could do everything male pilots could.

He regularly includes details of the way journalists reported on Miller – how they remained persistently obsessed with her wardrobe, make-up, comfort and, by unstated association, her inevitable feminine delicacy as she undertook various flying adventures.

Spicer tackles the prevailing gender bias of the time squarely and fairly – highlighting the ridiculously condescending lines of questioning that Miller was subjected to throughout her career, but generously casting them in the context of the era.

Powder puff journalism

The phenomenon began before Miller and Lancaster had even left Croydon, England on their flight to Australia, with the media focusing on her clothes and luggage over anything else, including the 8,000 mile flight’s actual prospects.

This patronising ‘journalism’ reached a nadir during the 1929 Women’s Air Derby in the United States. As Miller and 19 other female pilots crossed the country, experiencing all the trials and triumphs that followed the men’s races too, the media obsessed about their feminine requirements while others tried to have race cancelled because it was too hard and dangerous.

The name one newsman bestowed on the race’s memory says it all: ‘Powder Puff Derby’. Powder puff journalism, more like.

The consummate aviator, Jessie pictured with her Fleet biplane during the 1929 Ford Tour. (City of Toronto Archives, Globe and Mail fonds, Fonds 1266, Item 18331)

Of course, Spicer reveals the prejudice from a viewpoint in our enlightened age… which only raises questions about whether things have actually progressed that far. After all, women are still hugely under-represented, and under-represent themselves, in flying. Plenty of people – including Miller and her original Ninety-Nines sorority – must have expected so much more.

I’m sure we all hope Jessie Miller’s long-ignored story will help tip the balance.

Instructive and inspiring

For that reason, if no other, Miller’s amazing story has been lost to history for far too long – overshadowed by her garrulous flying partner, his scandalous murder trial and haunting 30-year disappearance.

Apart from being the first person the media called when Lancaster’s crash site was discovered in 1962, Jessie had quietly disappeared from the aviation headlines.

That was her personal choice. But I still feel her achievements belong to aviation and aviators. They are instructive and inspiring, and I highly recommend discovering them for yourself.

After all, this isn’t a book about gender politics – it’s a thrilling and long-overdue flying adventure.

The Flying Adventures of Jessie Keith “Chubbie” Miller is published by MacFarland Books.
You can order it directly from them or through your favourite bookseller.

14 thoughts on “Significant other

    1. Yep, by all accounts she had all the necessary stick skills and ‘moxie’. If it weren’t for the Great Depression, and quite possibly the fact she was a woman in a “man’s world”, she could have made a lasting name for herself.

  1. It’s amazing what women went through back then just to fly. And to think that now there are even female airliners pilots. 😛
    I was just thinking a while ago that flying has never really ever been just a male thing. There have been women pilots pretty much ever since the beginning of aviation. So I wonder why everyone thinks that flying is so male . . . ?

    1. I don’t think the point has ever been about male ‘ownership’ as such – it’s more of a proportional thing. Women still only represent a tiny 5.4% of the pilot population, and people have been chasing their tails forever to try and pin down a reason why. I’m not even going to try. But that’s quite a skew compared to say, women who hold a driver’s license, even though the technology’s about the same age and not vastly difference. Women have been flying (and dying) right alongside men since the earliest days of powered flight. And there just doesn’t seem to be any logical reason why the numbers didn’t even out.

    1. I think this is the first good news story I’ve ever heard about Flint, MI! (Bad news seems to travel further…) I’m not entirely clear how it relates to the Jessie Miller story but, heck, it is such a great initiative I’m happy to let you share the link. Thanks for letting us know.

  2. You not talk when she Come at St-Hubert Airport ( 6 miles from Montréal ) in october 1929 with the Ford Tour? Wiley Post was the winner of the leg Ottawa / St-Hubert if I remember?

    1. Merci, Francois. You’re absolutely right about Chubby visiting Montreal as part of the 1929 Ford Tour. That really was at the zenith of her remarkable career, along with the National Air Races that came before.
      Unfortunately I can’t include every single event within the scope of a book review (even if Montreal is one of my favourite cities!).

      1. Thanks very much to have respond to me! I have couple picture of the arrival of the Edsel Ford tour at St-Hubert the sunday 6 october 1929, If you want picture I think she have the number 20 on is aircraft, just tell me. Sorry for my English.

        Best for you! François Therrien.

        Le 2019-09-30 à 17:59, airscape Magazine a écrit : > airscapemag commented: “Merci, Francois. You’re > absolutely right about Chubby visiting Montreal as part of the 1929 > Ford Tour. That really was at the zenith of her remarkable career, > along with the National Air Races that came before. Unfortunately I > can’t include every single e” >

      2. That would be cool, thanks. See if you can attach it to a comment. If not, send it to me (use the ‘Contact’ link above and I’ll try to do it.

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