There’s a quiet kind of beauty in these old birds—taildraggers, fabric wings, round dials, and bare-bones charm. These photos come from two decades of chasing light and lift at fly-ins, backcountry strips, and small-town airfields. Each one is my own capture—a moment in time honoring the legacy of everyday pilots and the timeless machines they flew.

From Champs to Cubs, Stinsons to Swifts—this is the soul of grassroots aviation, framed and frozen in flight.