Bad things happen in threes today.
Should have known better, rare Saturday off and had to decide between HDL's and flying. Whoops, "accidentally" turned the sprinklers on so can't work in the yard, so might as well go flying. Bad decision.
Load up the truck and off to the field I go.
First up Bixler 2. Preflight check good, launch and bad thing number one shows up. Low power. Had enough to climb but not the normal zip. Do a little gliding around, power back up and set up for a landing. All good. Well not all. Pop the hatch to unplug the pack and see I now have a sausage instead of a pack. Great, nearly new pack, and it's toast.
Lets go for number two. SU35 a friend gave me. Been trouble since day one for him. Never flew right. I changed over the electronics to eliminate that. Launched and it flew just fine. Got a feel for it, and decided that was enough. Set up for landing, no gear so you have to plop it down, or risk catching the intakes on the bottom. No problem. Just as it's about to touch down I pull up elevator. Didn't notice the prop had stopped in the vertical position. Instead of a plop, I got a slam. Prop caught and slammed the plane to the ground. Ripped off the motor and mount.
Well let's make it a triple.
My brand new Squall. All brand new rx, fan, motor, esc, servos, and packs. Preflight and boy it's got some thrust. CS 70mm 10 blade, 2100kv motor, and 6S pack.
Launch and it's a cruise missile. Goes up about 25 feet and levels off.
I, for what ever reason, look down at the tx to confirm I'm on low rates.
Did I mention it's fast? Look up and it's a dot in the sky and about to wink out. Instinct, and I cut the throttle and start to bank.Thank the big guy it starts getting bigger in the sky. Loosing some altitude so I pull back on the elevator a little. Okay good it's starting to climb. Uh oh, something isn't right. Stupid instinct forgot to apply throttle. She stalls and snaps into a spin. No control and she goes in.
Well that took all of about 5 seconds. Mark the spot, and start the walk of shame. Get to the spot and see it's on the border of a large pond, surrounded by swamps. Great... Well it's not on this side, and no ripples in the pond so It must of gone in further back on the other side of the pond.
Good half mile or so to get to the other side. I'm drenched in sweat, covered in bugs and what ever else. Start a grid search, working the throttle to hopefully hear something. Tough area, the low grass is waist high, the tall grass is 8 to 10 feet high. Not hearing anything, I finally get to the back side of the pond. I hear something and see movement in the water. But it's on the end of a jetty that goes out to the middle of the pond.
I spy what looks like a game trail going out on it. Take a step and the ground is mushy. Great. Second step and I'm up to my neck in mucky water. Did I mention I had my wallet, key fob, phone, and tx with me?
Yep all of em under water, and of course the phone and tx were on.
Meanwhile I'm thrashing in the water, trying to unstick myself from the muck on the bottom. Hmm, I don't remember seeing those two logs in the water. UH OH< THOSE AREN'T LOGS THOSE ARE GATORS!!! AND THEY ARE COMING TOWARDS ME!!!
Let's just say I learned to walk on water. I didn't stop till I was on the far side of the pond. Looked back and I could see the two gators were right where I had been. And then it dawned on me, said trail was a gator trail, and the frogs I heard croaking weren't frogs.
Well the gators have a new plane to play with and I have what appears some now worthless electronics.
Guess I should have done the HDL's instead.