Although I didn't quite crash a plane today, but I almost purposely crashed my fist into some @$%&%@& idiots face this morning.
The story begins with me treeing my Firebird Phantom. I was flying it for the first time after replacing the tail boom. It was pretty gusty, so the tree grabbed it about 20 ft up, and so I had to shake it down. The tree was about 10 yards from where I stand to fly, along a gravel path in a grass field, and behind a big shrub. I had my Superfly on the ground in my flying spot with my newly acquired DX7 resting on top of it.
No one was around, so I left them there and went over to shake my Phantom down. After about a minute of vigorous shaking, it came down. I turned to walk back and saw a guy, about 20 years old, riding his mountain bike down the path towards me. My Superfly and DX7 were between us, and it looked like he was slowing down.
My first though was, I wonder if this guy is going to try and steal them, or maybe he's just curious and wants to check them out. Nope...
He turns his bike off the path onto the grass, lines his bike up, and rides right over my Superfly and DX7
As he keeps riding he sees me. I am about to lose it on this guy. It took everything in me to not knock his teeth out. After a stream of explitives come out of my mouth, his excuse is, "Oh, I didn't see it". Yeah right! Its bright neon green, he went off the path and aimed for it. He said we can go back to look at the damage, and as soon as I turned to walk, he took off.
After going to inspect the damages, I didn't see anything wrong other than a track of mud across it. The wheel managed to go right between the Rx and the servo and didn't break anything. The DX7 appears to be fine. Thank goodness, otherwise that would have really ruined my day.
I turned everything on, everythign was working properly, and flew it. I flew out my frustrations with about every trick I could think of on that Superfly. I flew the heck out of it, and it was great. Some of the funnest flying I've done with it yet... a happy(ish) ending at least.
If he did this to you, imagine how malicious this guy can be, and understand that his whole life is a mess. Sooner or later, he'll get his-don't do anything, just enjoy the hobby.
About ten years ago, my wife and I were driving slowly through a beautiful seaside park we'd never seen before and some guy on a mountain back came roaring up behind us, cursing and screaming for us to get out of his way-well, as luck would have it, the Gestapo was around the next curve, and saw the guy. Guess what, the city was cracking down on this sort of thing and the clown got arrested and hauled off with his bike: your guy will get there, too.
Sorry to hi-jack, but here goes.
Instant karma: By brother and his wife took a Lama hiking tour in the Sierras. One loudmouthed know-it all disrupted the entire orintation and instructions by the guide on the Lamas. As fate would have it, loudmouth did not here the part about " Even if it is a two inch wide stream of water, the Lama will JUMP over it, so stand to the side." Never the less, later in the day, loudmouth took two Lama hooves square in the chest. Knocked him down pretty good.
I don't have a short temper. I just have a quick reaction to B.S.
Be glad you didn't clock him, you'd be sorry tomorrow.
I would file a police report, maybe others have had similar encounters and they might already know who he is.
If there are any small kids in the area, they probably know who he is and where to find him.
A few hours at the police station answering charges of malicious vandalism could be fun to watch.
I'd then sue him for a couple of hundred, just to make his life a little more entertaining.
I don't have any cyclist destroying RC stories, but I was almost run over by a cyclist in downtown Seattle. Guy almost nailed me in the crosswalk as he was running a red light. Then there's the guys in Bidwell Park in Chico CA that think the park is their own personal racetrack.
I am a cyclist and I have no problem saying there are a lot of ***holes and idiots riding. Most of them are into the new fad of single-speed, messenger type bikes w/ no brakes, and actually requires them to ride like ***holes. Grouping these people with normal cyclists makes no sense.
That's a good question, but I suspect the answer is to be cool and fit in. The bikes often don't have freewheels and are called a "fixie" as in the rear sprocket is fixed to the hub. Like a track bike. i.e. when the rear wheel is turning the pedals are moving. They stop by abruptly stop pedaling and skidding. But yeah it's dumb to ride a bike like that one the street.