My Trip into Infiniti

Don’t worry.

I was late with my newsletter today because I fell off some Alp or crashed an airplane. The 200-year-old doors in my Cambridge Airbnb are so thick that they can’t be penetrated by WIFI. The broadband here hasn’t been upgraded since the Roman Empire, but at least it works.

This year, I thrilled you with my glider flight over Eastern Europe. Last year I climbed a shear rock face in the Italian Dolomites. The year before my aerobatic flying of a WWII Spitfire over the White Cliffs of Dover probably sent chills down your spine (click here if you missed it).

Then I one-upped myself.

In appreciation to the early buyers of Model S-1’s, Tesla invited me to submit a photo to be etched on the side of a satellite launch into space. Having purchased chassis no. 125, I certainly qualified. Those who referred 25 other buyers were allowed to send videos.

Of course, I had to send a picture of me piloting a 1929 Travelaire D4D biplane, which you can find below. The photo was inserted into the mosaic on the side of a spacecraft. I sent the Spitfire video on an SD card and it’s in orbit as well.

The blast-off took place at Cape Canaveral, Florida.

You have to hand it to Tesla, they really know how to do PR, and their advertising budget is nearly zero. The Detroit Big 3 spends $50 billion a year on advertising and gets a lesser result.

To watch a video of me blasting off into space on a Space X Falcon 9, or at least my laser-etched image, please click here.

Oh, and buy (TSLA) on any big dips as well. The EV nuclear winter can’t last forever.

As for me, I’m off for a pint of ale at the Churchill Arms.