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The numbers I've seen put flying light aircraft on par, risk-wise, with riding motorcycles.
Same sort of deal though. Cut out the loons and idiots that run out of gas(!), or buzz their girlfriend's house then pull up fighter pilot style, stall and spin into the ground, or decide that it's worth flying through towering thunderstorms because they want to get home so badly only to discover that their airplanes fly about as well as their car keys when the wings are torn off, and the risk doesn't look so bad.
Ultimately it comes down to educating one's self about the risks, then managing them.
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Lars Pedersen
2002 R1100S Prep, still soldiering on. Need to ride it more.
1970 Ford Bronco, far from stock; 2005 Subaru Outback wagon, departed, don't miss it. Replaced by The Storm Trooper, AKA a bone white 2019 Jeep Grand Cherokee Upland.
Vans RV-7 flying as of June 24, 2012; Too many bicycles to list.
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