CHRIS BROMHAM

For much of my life, I’ve been a motorcycle stunt performer—soaring over trucks,
buses, cars and fire, chasing world records and pushing the limits of what’s possible
on two wheels. My story began in Skewen, South Wales, where I was born in 1957 as
the youngest of seven children. I grew up in a hardworking community where dreams
weren’t handed to you—you had to build them yourself.

Everything changed for me in 1975 when I saw Evel Knievel perform at Wembley
Stadium. That moment wasn’t just exciting—it was life-changing. From that day on, I
knew what I wanted to do. A year later, I took to the ramp for my first public stunt at
the Clovelly Art Festival. It was humble, but it set everything in motion.
As my confidence grew, so did the scale of my jumps. In 1981, I made my first world
record attempt by jumping 28 cars at Swansea Airport. That performance got
people’s attention, and I realized I could take this further than I ever thought possible.
In 1982, while touring New Zealand with my stunt show, I met Donna—a kind,
strong, and beautiful woman who would soon become my biggest supporter and the
love of my life. We married in 1983, just days before what would become one of the
most defining moments of my career.

On August 29, 1983, I jumped over 18 double-decker buses at Norman Park in
Bromley, setting a new world obstacle record and a distance record at 208 feet on a
KTM 500. That jump wasn’t just big—it was historic. What made it more historic was
that I did the jump twice in a row. This was totally unheard of back then. It was
covered by international news outlets and broadcast around the world, catapulting me
to global recognition.

My career reached new heights again in 1986, when I jumped over 20 lorries at the
Royal Victoria Dock in London, landing a jaw-dropping 241-foot flight—breaking
my own record and pushing the envelope further than ever before.
In 1988, I brought together performance and stunt work in a new way when I
introduced “Cy-Clone”—a futuristic robotic persona. In full costume, I jumped 14
single-decker buses, combining daring with drama in a show that audiences still talk
about today. This jump is my personal favourite, but it didn’t come without pain – I
overshot my anticipated landing point, going way down the 200-foot long landing
ramp, and jarred my back on touch down, resulting in me being rushed off to hospital.
Thankfully, no lasting damage had occurred, and I was home in time for a family
supper!

But not every part of my story has been about triumph. In 1992, tragedy struck when
Donna was killed in a sudden roadside accident. Losing her changed my life forever. I
stepped away from performing to care for our two very young daughters and my
teenage son, and rebuild life out of the spotlight.
In 1997, I came back for one final major jump—my last farewell to the career that had
defined me. That performance was broadcast live via satellite to the United States,
and it was incredibly emotional to share that moment with viewers around the world.
It was the perfect closing chapter to a life spent chasing the sky.

Today, I live in Swansea with my wife Anna-Marie. While I’ve retired from
performing, I still look back with pride at what I achieved. From small village
beginnings to world records and global audiences—I lived my dream. And every time
I took off down that ramp, I was chasing the impossible… and more often than not, I
caught it.