Robbie Knievel, a daredevil performer who soared into the sky on motorcycles, pulling off a series of spectacular airborne stunts like his father, Evel Knievel, died on Friday at his home in Reno, Nev. He was 60.
The cause was pancreatic cancer, said his older brother, Kelly Knievel.
Mr. Knievel, who was sometimes billed as Kaptain Robbie Knievel, followed his father into the high-flying, bone-shattering world of motorcycle stunt performances, landing more than 350 jumps over his death-defying 30-year career.
In one of his best-known jumps, in 1989, Mr. Knievel, decked out in a star-spangled white leather suit, vaulted 150 feet over the fountains at Caesars Palace in Las Vegas. It was a kind of tribute to Evel Knievel, who had cleared the same fountains in 1967, only to land in a bone-breaking crash that horrified viewers but that also added to his worldwide fame in the 1960s and ’70s.
“When I made the jump and said, ‘That was for you, Dad,’ he ran up and hugged me, with tears in his eyes,” Robbie Knievel recalled years later. “I had never seen him so emotional.”
In 1998, Mr. Knievel soared more than 200 feet over 30 limousines at the Tropicana Hotel in Las Vegas. The next year, he jumped between the two Jockey Club hotel towers in Las Vegas with no net below, as pink and green fireworks exploded around him.
“This is crazy ’cause life is crazy,” he told reporters afterward, The Las Vegas Sun reported.
Mr. Knievel hurtled over part of the Grand Canyon in 1999, breaking several ribs on the landing. That jump took place 25 years after his father had tried to clear the Snake River Canyon in Idaho on a steam-powered rocket, only to experience a parachute malfunction that sent him tumbling into the rocky chasm below.
Mr. Knievel also jumped over an oncoming steam train seconds before it struck his takeoff ramp and he flew over a row of military planes on the flight deck of the U.S.S. Intrepid in New York.
Robbie Knievel’s jumps, like his father’s, resulted in many cracked bones, including several vertebrae. “I am lucky I am still able to walk,” he wrote in a 2019 essay about his relationship with his father, on the website fatherly.com.
Robert Edward Knievel was born on May 7, 1962, in Butte, Mont. He was the second-oldest of the four children of Linda (Bork) Knievel and Evel Knievel.
Evel Knievel died in 2007, at age 69, after years of failing health that included diabetes and idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis, an incurable lung condition.
Enthralled by his father’s derring-do, Robbie Knievel started riding motorcycles “when he was old enough to hang on to the handlebars,” his brother said.
His first motorcycle was a Honda mini, which his father taught him to ride by putting him in a ditch, tying a rope around him and then yanking him off the seat if he accidentally twisted the throttle too far.
Before long, he was jumping over 10-speed bicycles and hanging a sign on the gate outside the family’s house that read, “See Evel Knievel Junior jump for 25 cents,” he wrote on fatherly.com.
At age 8, he performed his first show with his father, at Madison Square Garden, The two then toured across the United States and Australia together. Robbie Knievel would entertain crowds with “wheelie shows,” he wrote in the essay, riding around on his back tire before his father’s jumps.
He tried other jobs, such as laying tile and working in a sawmill and a bike shop, but he always returned to motorcycle jumping.
“I do it for the excitement and the quick money,” he once said, adding, “I think I was born” to be a motorcycle stuntman.
He argued with his father as a teenager, and he left home at 19 to begin a solo career. But Evel Knievel remained an enduring influence.
Mr. Knievel wrote that before one of his first big jumps, over 10 parked vans, he became so anxious that he developed a fever, but he remembered his father’s advice: “It’s normal for you to be nervous. The bigger the crowd, the better you’ll do.”
Mr. Knievel’s marriage to Lorin Lullo ended in divorce. In addition to his brother, Mr. Knievel is survived by two sisters, Tracey McCloud and Alicia Vincent; his daughters, Maria Collins, Krysten Knievel-Hansson and Karmen Knievel; and five grandchildren.
Mr. Knievel wrote that during the last years of his father’s life, the two reminisced about “the crazy lives we’d lived, and how lucky we’d been time and time again.”
“My dad struggled with the idea of passing the baton to me,” he wrote. “He saw me as one of the many competitors who were trying to outjump him, but in reality I was his biggest fan.”
Alex Traub contributed reporting.
