By Paul Hargitt
They never thought it could be done.
It hadn’t crossed their minds. The machine would rip apart. Gravity would slap you down if you even tried. The madness, the miracle, the moments before the sky turned over and the rules were rewritten.
It’s September 1, 1913, and onlookers gather at the now-gone Juvisy Airfield near Paris. Their eyes are fixed on the Blériot XI monoplane—a fragile, canvas-covered aircraft with a sputtering engine. Daredevil, brave-hearted, bold French aviator Adolphe Pégoud is at the controls. He takes off into the open sky.
And then, he flips the airplane—completely inverted—and holds it there. Gasps ripple through the crowd, nearly drowned out by the hum of the engine. Anticipation becomes astonishment.
Looking back, it’s not just awe I feel. It’s admiration for what that moment represented. Pégoud’s maneuver wasn’t just a stunt. It was a first. At a time when flight was barely a decade old, he proved that the sky wasn’t the limit; it was a starting point. Those few seconds of inverted flight laid the groundwork for aerobatics and reshaped the future of aerial combat that would soon emerge during World War I.
The early twentieth century was a time of rapid, daring, and often reckless transformation in the skies. Just a decade after the Wright brothers took flight, pilots across Europe and the United States were pushing their airplanes—and their bodies—further, faster, and higher. Loops, dives, rolls: What had once seemed crazy had become the language of innovation.
Adolphe Pégoud’s name is largely forgotten now. Overshadowed by icons like Louis Blériot and Roland Garros, he rarely appears in the headlines of history. But he captured the raw ambition of that moment—when flight wasn’t just a science, but an act of imagination.
He may be a footnote in history today, but on that September day in 1913, Adolphe Pégoud stood at the frontier of aviation. And for a few breathless seconds, he turned the sky upside down and dared others to follow.