"Kite Crazy Seiji"

A comely girl hoisted a Rising Sun flag to the top of a staff at Haneda airdrome near Tokyo one morning last week. There was many a speech, a song especially composed. A message of "highest regard" to President Hoover was handed over by the publisher of the Hochi Shimbun. Then youthful Seiji ("Kite Crazy") Yoshihara gulped a swig of consecrated sake from the Meiji shrine and jumped into his little low-wing Junkers seaplane. Someone pulled down the flag and handed it to the airman and he was off for Washington, D. C., alone.

Pilot Yoshihara proposed to make 20 stops en route to San Francisco, via Petropavlovsk, Alberta; the Aleutian Islands; Seward, Alaska; Vancouver. He carries no radio, will fly far off the regular track of ocean vessels. His worst hazard: Fogs, while he tries to locate his re-fuelling stations along the 6,268 mi. route to San Francisco. A forced landing in the bergstrewn Bering Sea would allow little hope of survival. Smiling little Seiji expected to complete his flight late this month.

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