In Nothing by Chance, he set out on an adventure one summer, flying an antique biplane, sleeping under the wing, taking passengers for a joyride and meeting people who, in many cases, remembered the golden age of flight.

The film that became a continuation of his stories and adventures in the mid-1960s, brought together many of his friends, including Hugh Downs, who acted as executive producer and narrator.

In the review for The New York Times, the unnamed critic wrote: "Filmed in color as the members of the self-proclaimed Great American Flying Circus, established 1922, hopscotched across middle America, landing in pastures and stubble fields to sell rides at $3 to small-town residents, it is at its best in the air.

It is then that this film needs none of the forgettable narration written by Mr. Bach and delivered with furry smoothness by Hugh Downs to sell the romance of flying the brighly [sic]colored little 1929 biplanes or the equally impressive glories of the countryside below.

But when the participants come to earth and labor, at times painfully, to wrench mystique and profundity out of flying, planes and the Grant Wood people its cameras favor, "Nothing by Chance" lapses into tedium.

"[6] In an anonymous Aerofiles review, the film was praised for its aerial scenes, but "... Beautiful cinematography wasn't enough to captivate a general audience.