No words can describe our loss, this darkness – at least it
is raining today in Munich, so my tears blend into the grey sky. One of the
finest, most talented pilots in the world, one of my friends for half of my
life, the sunshine of the flying community, left this world on his final flight
yesterday. Guido died when he tried to emergency land his BD5-J south of
Gnadenwald in Inntal in the afternoon of the 1st of May 2013.
It was not a stunt flight, not a daring manouvre, no weather
problem - Guido simply wanted to fly the plane back to Salzburg when he
experienced a technical problem. Knowing him, knowing the plane, and knowing
the area, it seems to me that he tried until the last moment to cope with the
technical problem and to make sure that noone else gets hurt. He could have
bailed out of the jet with his parachute, with the possibility of the plane
crashing uncontrollably and hurting other people. Instead Guido chose to steer
it into an empty field where he crashed and died. Not a lack of competence – he
was one with his wings and he knew every single field in that area. A lack of
luck in that very moment caused his death.
Guido, you physically managed to not hurt anybody else, but
you left your family, your loved ones, your friends and the whole world inside
and out of aviation in mere shock and pain beyond words. Everybody adored you, not
just for your aviation skills but also for your shining personality. And you
were as modest as can be. You were aware that you lived your dream and
appreciated it. Your legend will live on with anybody who´s life has been
touched by your inspiring enthusiasm, freedom and love for anything that flies!
Little brother, I know you have good company in the eternal
sky. Some day we will race together again!