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Post by Grug - American Neanderthal on Oct 24, 2004 18:47:05 GMT -7
They say confession is good for the soul, so lets hear some of the dumbthings you have done.  I'll start with just one of mine, and it may shed light into the "hayfeeder" comments that pop up once in a while. As some of you know I have a webpage dedicated to the Sig Hog Bipe, I have been bragging up how easy they are to fly etc for years now. Well Fubar Hill had a gathering of folks from all over that have become aquainted on the internet. Had a great time flying etc, I decided to show off the Hog bipe, and there was a couple people interested in seeing it fly. So I fire it up, taxi down wind, turn it around run it up and lift off.....just a little too soon. It stalls, rolls left, just misses the barbwire fence to prang straight on into a heavy duty steel round bale feeder with a resounding clang.  Now while I was lucky enough to only have one eye witness, I did have to drag the remains past everyone present and Carl (the witness) filled in the details.  So there you have it. Let's see someone out do it!  |
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Post by stetto on Oct 24, 2004 18:54:02 GMT -7
Well I can't outdo it, but I can ride it's coattails...I actually took several photos of that "mishap", including the HogBipe-sized dent in the feeder, only to leave the digital camera on the bumper of my truck when fishing one day...before I had a chance to offload the pics...
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Post by RonMiller on Oct 24, 2004 20:11:01 GMT -7
And stetto.. dont forget you forgot your dog and we had to run and chase ya down a few miles.
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Post by stetto on Oct 25, 2004 4:35:49 GMT -7
Aw Ron, NOT IN FRONT OF THE GUYS!!!!
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Post by Britbrat on Oct 25, 2004 7:31:51 GMT -7
One day last summer I pulled off a really dumb one -- I took off with my Tx antenna down -- the plane wobbled all over the sky until it meandered back into range (antenna still down) & I promptly "saved" it with a quick landing.
After discovering the "problem" & surviving the jeers of my peers, I took off five minutes later -- with the antenna still down!!! This time it dived straight over the hill at the end of the runway into a sumac forest, & amazingly, was recovered without damage. I'm still wearing that one.
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Post by jetmex on Oct 25, 2004 10:30:39 GMT -7
Mine was while I was learning to fly. My friend Rick had a Goldberg Eaglet and was using it to teach me the finer arts of RC aviating. This was, of course, before we had learned about the AMA or proper flying fields, so we were flying in a subdivision that was under construction. The road dead ended at one of those big barricades, and there was open field on both sides of the road, so we had somewhere softer than pavement on which to crash.
I was up destroying air molecules when the engine quit. Rick just looked up at me and said "It's all yours" and the panic began. Now at this point, I have maybe ten minutes of flying time total, so Rick, being the pal he is, starts talking me through the landing. And I have a plan--I'll circle and lose a little altitude, then come in over the fence and land on the road. It was a fine plan, too, except I wasn't high enough for it to work. I was looking ok until I got about 50 yards from the fence, when it looked like she might just make it. Rick's car was parked nose into the fence, so I figured I'd jerk the stick back when I got to the fence, bounce off the roof of the car, land, and I'd be a hero.
Missed it by THAT much! I hooked the nose gear on the fence--it ripped the firewall out, and all the rest of her guts came stringing out with it. The airplane flopped over and landed on the roof of the car, then fell off in a heap onto the street. When we picked it up, the nose gear steering cable held the firewall in place, and so it, the engine, the battery, fuel tank and the receiver all were dangling out the hole where the nose had been. It looked like one of those "I-caught-the-big-one" fishing photos! We still laugh about that one.....
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Post by 50PLUSAIRYEARS on Oct 25, 2004 15:35:11 GMT -7
At our club's annual Air Show, I was doing solo low level aerobatics with my 15 powered All Star Bipe. The commentator was doing his normal very excellent job of commentary. As I was pulling out of a manuever involving swinging the sticks from corner to corner, he called out "DON'T CRASH!!". So I did. We had over a hundred spectators and nearly 50 club members. All watching me rekit.
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Post by Grnbrt on Oct 25, 2004 22:07:51 GMT -7
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Post by 50PLUSAIRYEARS on Oct 26, 2004 11:15:11 GMT -7
Now, that's a silly thing to say!
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Post by Grug - American Neanderthal on Oct 26, 2004 18:43:13 GMT -7
Heheh, now Art, do we need to appeal to a higher authority...like Peg?  |
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Post by Grnbrt on Oct 27, 2004 15:04:59 GMT -7
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Post by Galvin on Nov 6, 2004 19:08:31 GMT -7
I am not going to admit to anything as embarrassing as Eric's centerpunching the cattle feeder on command but I can remember something I have always thought was about the dumbest thing I ever saw or heard of.
I had an acquaintance who was a designated pilot examiner and I happened to be in the vicinity one day when he was giving a flight test for a private license. He had finished the oral portion and was beginning the preflight when I heard some rather creative language ending with "and get the hell out of here. This check ride is over!"
Seems the kid had come down from Santa Barbara to Van Nuys for his flight test without untying the airplane from the cement-filled flower pots that his flight school had been using as tie down anchors. The one attached to the rear tiedown ring had beat up the rear fuselage a bit as it bounced along the runway on takeoff and landing. The other two were still attached to the tiedown rings on the wings and just had to have been visible in flight as the airplane was high wing.
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Post by Wayne on Nov 11, 2004 5:30:22 GMT -7
It's only embarassing if someone else is watching, right??......
Lets pick one that happened at some berm filled runway in the middle of central nowhere. My buddy (who shall remain nameless - to protect the innocent..) was gracious enough to let me fly his Midwest Citabria. I had always wanted to fly one after MAN did a particularly favorable review of it some years ago.
So there I was..flippin' and floppin' way up high - out of trouble. I did notice that both the rudder and elevator were much more authoritative than I was used to in my Cub..."Let's see how this things spins..", thinks I..... and got it into a wickedly tight spin...
"cool..."
Okay, time to pull out... I centralized the controls (all that is necessary in a cub..) nothing happens...ground is getting closer....okay, full opposite rudder! It flicks into a spin in the other direction (I have never seen that before, or since...) Ground is getting much closer, and I am running out of time, ideas, and altitude!! (and it is not my airplane! ) Fortunately my thumbs figured out what to do, and the Citabria recovered at an impressively low altitude - I'm sure the wheels cut through the weeds when it leveled out! My heart was racing by this time, and I don't think I had breathed for minutes...I allowed myself a well-earned sigh of relief when that flight was over ...I had come so close to smashing my buddy's plane...if it was mine, I could have accepted that - but not somebody else's!
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Post by SALMONFLY on Dec 20, 2004 21:36:57 GMT -7
Well it seems there is this feller that loves to see pictures and by golly he takes lots of them also. Seems he spent a whole winter on this project of a kit bash. A TWINN ENGINE Beauty. Well kind of. It was parts from the remains of another story. We will let that one rest there. Well after many updates and pictures the Big Day comes" SALMON R/C FLIERS MEMORIAL DAY FLY IN 2004. The day was perfect for a main flight or any other flight for that matter as there was plenty of activity on the flight line. Then this feller brings out this newly rekitted contraption. It had two engines but they were one on the front and one on the back. It was a high wing trike with twin booms. The motors had been run in at home and seemed pretty well matched and responsive. So there was not to much preflight needed. There was something else though. It has suddenly turned DEATHLY QUIET. Not a Sound. Not a propeller turning any where. There did seem to be a lot of clicking going on when it dawned that it was the shutters on the cameras in the crowd . Well the brave soul taxied down the ramp to the runway and made a short spurt West and then a short spurt East. On the East end of the runway the plane paused and then both engines purrred to life and down the runway she went. It picked up speed quite rappidly but that pilot had had planes take off to soon before so he kept it stuck to the oil for a few more MPH and then she lifted off and climbed out in a beautiful right climbing turn. Very little trim was needed so some large turns were made and a horizontal figure eight no sudden changes so a little more altiude and a pretty respectable round loop followed by a slow roll. Why by golly this thing was actually flying and doing a pretty good job of it. The crowd got braver and crawled out from under the work tables and slowly inched their way out to the piolt station and asked for some lower and slower passes for the cameras. When asked as nicely as that how can you refuse. Now this was a glorious day but even so there was a bit of a cross wind coming from the SW nearly accross the runway. Just a light breeze and you hardly noticed it. Even the local pilots did not seem to notice it as we never fly if the tall bunch grass wigglles any at all. Well the first pass was just a bit high and fast , at least that is what all the camera bugs were yelling so the pilot cut some throttle and lost some altitude Ah much better they all yelled. But the pilot never heard them as he sudenly noticed that the plane was just kind of mushing along and was loosing Altitude. By now the plane had crossed the runway and was on the NE side where that little rise in the ridge is. Damb but is was getting close to the ground. Well something somewhere told the pilot that you have to give the motors more fuel before they can begin to turn the propellers faster so that the plane can gain altitude. It seems that a panic firewall setting was called for but only the rear engine responded imeadiately. Some how this seemed to lift the tail of the plane and when that happened that put the nose down and straight into the ground and suddenly it was very quiet again except for a few whooshes which was the exhaled breath from a few of the camera bugs as they all started breathing again. All eyes were on that poor pilot and they were all waiting for the second explosion to go off but ya know there was only a qiet "OH crap" They all gathered around the crater and we all picked up the orange and Black pieces. We don't want the BLM to think we litter their range land now do we!!!  Some day there might be a reserection but so far the biggest pieces are still hanging out in the shed. Well it seems that the plane did fly quite well, real slow and when it entered the left turn accross the runway it was with the tail BREEZE and it was just enough that the control surfaces had no effect and was on the verge of a stall and entered it as the power was applied. Needless to say the pilot was very embarassed. I was there so I can swear this is the way it was. George |
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Post by propnuts on Dec 28, 2004 8:02:50 GMT -7
While I try to think of the most embarassing moment for me, I can relate one for a friend. I started out my RC career as a self-taught student (yeah, I know - kinda like the person who acts as their own atty - he has a fool for a client). I had bought a Cox package deal at the Price Club. Foam plane, .049 and two stick transmitter - what a deal! I talked a friend into getting one as well. There was a little used street in the middle of a largely empty developing industrial park. I took George's 049 off and went straight out and away from us. When the altitude looked good, I gave him the box. George had little or no time on the sticks and didn't do well with having the directions reversed on him when the plane was coming back towards you. To keep from having to fly towards himself, he just continued to fly away from us. When the plane (36" wingspan) was almost too far to see, he threw me the controls and told me to "bring it back". I could barely see it and somehow got it turned around. Still quite some way out, the enginge died. Coming straight back at us, I really couldn't tell what it was doing and stalled it. I caught a quick flash of reflected sunlight off the top of the wing as she rolled over and fell out of the sky. IT was still 1/4 mile away when that happened. George jumped into his car and drove down to the area where we had last seen it. I stayed behind and was packing up the gear, wondering how we would get it off the roof of the huge tilt-up warehouse it was undoubtedly on top of. Before I could pack up, George was back with a very muddy but intact plane! It may have been Saturday but there was a work crew at the warehouse that the plane had decided to come down over. They had been eating their lunch outside when this silent foam bird had fallen out of the sky right next to them when it plunged through a large grape vine and smacked into the mud! There was no damage to anything other than our pride. George mumbled a few apologies and we left as fast as we could.
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Post by slowflyerhehehe on Jan 27, 2006 21:28:05 GMT -7
::)This is more funny if you seen it happend ok here we go when i got back into RC planes i build a slow stick but was a home made one from balsa and ply doint remember were the plans came from anyway it was a large wing stick glow engine .10 os anyway we had a ball learning to fly this stick plane it seem to have a mind of it own one day we were at on a country road and got her fuel up fired her up and before we knew what happend off it went i looked around at my friend and said what just happend i thought you had a hold of it he said i did but it sliped out of his fingers anyway the plane was off and in the air in less the 10 feet it took off up it went i looked down at the transmitter and it was still turned off wow holly ***** we started running trying to keep up to her after about 200 feet we noticed that it had hit a tall pine tree and it was a good 50 foot up but was so cool because it had landed on a branch never hurt a thing now that was embarrassing lollol  |
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Post by eliot on Nov 19, 2008 2:24:25 GMT -7
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Post by Patch on Nov 22, 2008 19:22:54 GMT -7
Hi, nice post, but sorry friends this time I don't remember any embarrassing moment. so really, how much do they pay you to go around web sites advertising limo services and pissing people off? I want a job with you. I am very good at pissing people off no matter what site I'm on. |
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Post by Patch on Nov 22, 2008 19:44:57 GMT -7
very interesting web site. I'm forwarding all my junk mail to it now along with a few megs of useless pictures. several times over. about 2 gig on the way now.
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Post by Garf on Dec 21, 2013 14:23:21 GMT -7
On my final attempt of my short R/C career, I went to take off my Bob martin EZ trainer/OS 35S R/C. No control. It banked right, dipped toward the parking lot. Turned up and strained part of the way thru a palm tree. After recovering all the pieces, I took it home and ripped the radio gear out of it and sent it to Futaba. Results? They replaced the antenna wire. That was the end of my attempt of R/C.
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