Second Flight
My first flight was with my brother's plane, where we ended up
crashing our plane into a tree over the river, luckily it fell
on the bank. Then we crashed into a tall pine tree, where the
plane's wings fell off, and the plane became stuck in the top of
the tree. After some time and somewhat of a struggle, hitting
the top of the tree with a pipe, we finally removed the plane
from the tree. The wings were off, and they had been chopped up
somewhat by the propeller that was located above the plane,
between the wings. The plane was still in condition to be able
to fly again, once we did a little work on it and took it to a
safer area. That was until our parakeets pecked it to pieces,
but that is another story. For this one, we will just stick with
my airplane which we took for the first flight of my plane and
the second flight of my radio control airplane flying career.
My second flight occurred several days later. We went to a more
open area without any trees around, the high school football
field. Surely, we could fly our plane safely there without
crashing into anything and destroying it. Well, I took off with
my first flight with my own radio control model airplane at the high
school. My plane took off pretty fast. I still kept the throttle
to high when I flew. It shot up in the air quickly and started
flying away so fast, that it was hard to control. I tried to
turn so that it would loop back. It was on the other side of the
field already though. It took off heading a little to the right
of us, so I tried to turn it left. It tilted slightly to the
left, then tilted a little too much so that it lost its lift and
began to fall rapidly. I turned it back going straight again as
soon as it would, but now it was heading away from me again. It
could soon be out of range so that I would not be able to
control it, or it could keep going straight and land on the high
school.
I tried to turn it again, but this time not so sharply. I
gradually turned the plane to the left again. It still began to
lose altitude, but not as quickly. The worst that could happen
is it would crash into the grass. I would go pick it up and fly
it again. Gradually it turned, and gradually it lost altitude,
still going at full throttle, however. Then suddenly it was
going too low. It was aiming straight for the bleachers on the
other side of the field. I quickly pulled back on my control to
make the plane life above the bleachers. Whack! It was too late.
My radio control model
aircraft went slamming right into the pole on the top of the
bleachers. The radio control airplane model looked like
it exploded. The pieces were flying everywhere. There has
probably never been a worse airplane wreck than this one was. It
flew full speed, streamlining into that pole on the bleachers.
My flight time lasted about 30 seconds, before my plane was
destroyed.
When I went to survey the damage, the pieces were everywhere.
Fortunately, it could all be put back together, except the tail.
The tail wings had been split in half, and would have to be
replaced. Until then, my plane was grounded. The main wings were
chopped up by the propeller a little, but they were still
usable. The part that connected the wings together and to the
plane was broken in half too, but I was still able to fix that
part. It took some time, but in the end my radio control
airplane would rise again.