A Flying Sculpture
Angel is not a recumbent or a poem but she is art. Art with a lots of engineering thrown in.
Back in the 1980's I learned to fly autogyros. I purchased my first one in Texas, it was and old Bensen design with a VW conversion engine on it. After flying this ship for a few years I began to study autogyro design and aerodynamics. That is how I came to design Angel. I also worked on a autogyro design for the Japanese company Sumitomo. They had hired an aircraft designer out of New Mexico to build a new prototype. A friend of mine was hired to be the test pilot. Their design was greatly flawed and was very unstable and dangerous. With just two months till the Tokyo Air Show Sumitomo's people were very unhappy. My friend the test pilot suggested to them that they have have me look at their project and see if I could solve their problems. So the whole aircraft was shipped to Arizona. There were so many issues with the design that I virtually had to start from scratch. I did happen to have an airframe from an autogyro glider that I had built earlier. So that became the basis for the ship that went to the Tokyo Air Show for Sumitomo. My friend the test pilot and I had only 14 days to build a ship that would fly, before it had to be shipped to Japan. It was a rushed project done with very little sleep, but we did manage to get it done.
The experience of building the Sumitomo autogyro was the driving inspiration for me to build my own design. Angel was the result. I hope you enjoy watching Angel fly.
I no longer build or design anything around engines that use carbon based fuels. I take the issues of climate change very seriously. Still Angel was a very stable, fast little gyroplane. I learned a lot designing and building her and the ship for Sumitomo. Flying was a big part of my life for many years. Perhaps new green engines will reach the market that will be suitable for aircraft. If that day comes I will be ready to fly again.
A sad note. My friend that was the test pilot for Sumitomo died a few years later in an autogyro of his own design. Richard Bently was a heck of a pilot and he is still missed.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Link to Close up Shots of FWDRWS recumbent
A lot of home builders have contacted me about wanting to building this design for them selves. As I have not drawn up plans as yet these pictures should help the home builder design and build their own frame.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Black Death
Black Death
By Dennis Renner
Beware!
For deep within the darkness,
In the bowels of the earth.
Looms a monster of doom.
Death and destruction are its mirth.
A frightening substance,
Buried deep in this sphere.
A place where it should remain,
Otherwise, we all shall fear.
For once the black death,
Is brought from below.
Its evil spirit will begin to grow.
As the monsters power is released,
Our planet grows closer to being deceased.
Its evil plan is for you to die.
Greed is its ally.
Its apparition slithers above the ground,
Until it befalls its prey.
Its death and destruction are bound,
Bringing gloom to everyday.
The forest and the farmer feel the pain,
When it descends as acid rain.
Blinded from its shadow,
The sun and the truth.
Beware of the open window,
Death follows this evil sleuth.
How to we stop this evil?
The monsters all consuming feast.
For we as the black death user,
Nurture and propagate the beast.
By Dennis Renner
Beware!
For deep within the darkness,
In the bowels of the earth.
Looms a monster of doom.
Death and destruction are its mirth.
A frightening substance,
Buried deep in this sphere.
A place where it should remain,
Otherwise, we all shall fear.
For once the black death,
Is brought from below.
Its evil spirit will begin to grow.
As the monsters power is released,
Our planet grows closer to being deceased.
Its evil plan is for you to die.
Greed is its ally.
Its apparition slithers above the ground,
Until it befalls its prey.
Its death and destruction are bound,
Bringing gloom to everyday.
The forest and the farmer feel the pain,
When it descends as acid rain.
Blinded from its shadow,
The sun and the truth.
Beware of the open window,
Death follows this evil sleuth.
How to we stop this evil?
The monsters all consuming feast.
For we as the black death user,
Nurture and propagate the beast.
The answer is simple,
It’s the golden rule.
It is a simple principle,
Don’t burn the black death fuel
Seek out and use alternative solutions,
Bicycle, walk ,or run,
Saving the earth, for future generations,
Perhaps children will breathe in fun
Without the soul of death, blocking the sun.
Oil and Coal…
Written and Illustrated by: Dennis Renner
Copyright © 1998 Dennis Renner
All rights reserved. No part of this poem/book/recording may be
reproduced with out written permission from the author,
nor may any part of this poem/book/recording be reproduced, stored in a
retrieval system, or transmitted in any form, or by any means
electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or other without
permission from the author.
It’s the golden rule.
It is a simple principle,
Don’t burn the black death fuel
Seek out and use alternative solutions,
Bicycle, walk ,or run,
Saving the earth, for future generations,
Perhaps children will breathe in fun
Without the soul of death, blocking the sun.
Oil and Coal…
Written and Illustrated by: Dennis Renner
Copyright © 1998 Dennis Renner
All rights reserved. No part of this poem/book/recording may be
reproduced with out written permission from the author,
nor may any part of this poem/book/recording be reproduced, stored in a
retrieval system, or transmitted in any form, or by any means
electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or other without
permission from the author.
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