Jay Honeck
Touchdown! Greaser!
Does anyone here think you can hit a bird in flight and have no damage?
I didn't believe it either, until it happened. Here are the details:
Last week Mary and I flew a short flight over the island. Mary was PIC, and it was an entirely normal, uneventful flight. We took photos, and she made a normal landing. There was absolutely nothing out of the ordinary, and this flight was no different than the thousands that preceded it.
After pushing the plane into the hangar, I noticed something sticking out of one of the very tight (piano hinge) seams in the cowling of our RV-8A. It looked like felt, or down. I pulled it out, thought "Hmmmm...", and cracked a beer.
A week went by. In the interim, the memory of that strange piece of felt, sticking out of an impossibly tight hinged seam, rattled around in my head. So, yesterday (again, horrible flying weather) I resolved to have another crack at my exhaust hangers (another story) and to have a general look-around of the engine compartment.
Here's what I found, on a closer inspection from the outside:
Here's what we found inside. The whole bird was there, but it was beheaded:
It went cleanly through the prop into the starboard intake without so much as scratching the paint:
The inside of the cowling was bloody, but undamaged:
How did it get through that whirling prop? We never saw, felt, or heard a thing:
We were very lucky. Had that bird hit the wheel pant or the windshield, I suspect this would be a tale of woe. Instead, we spent some quality time cleaning bloody feathers out of every nook and cranny (including a few in the oil cooler and a couple inside the carb heat scat tubing), and thanking our lucky stars for small favors.
Fly safe, kids. I'd tell you to watch out for birds, but we never saw the danged thing.
I didn't believe it either, until it happened. Here are the details:
Last week Mary and I flew a short flight over the island. Mary was PIC, and it was an entirely normal, uneventful flight. We took photos, and she made a normal landing. There was absolutely nothing out of the ordinary, and this flight was no different than the thousands that preceded it.
After pushing the plane into the hangar, I noticed something sticking out of one of the very tight (piano hinge) seams in the cowling of our RV-8A. It looked like felt, or down. I pulled it out, thought "Hmmmm...", and cracked a beer.
A week went by. In the interim, the memory of that strange piece of felt, sticking out of an impossibly tight hinged seam, rattled around in my head. So, yesterday (again, horrible flying weather) I resolved to have another crack at my exhaust hangers (another story) and to have a general look-around of the engine compartment.
Here's what I found, on a closer inspection from the outside:
Here's what we found inside. The whole bird was there, but it was beheaded:
It went cleanly through the prop into the starboard intake without so much as scratching the paint:
The inside of the cowling was bloody, but undamaged:
How did it get through that whirling prop? We never saw, felt, or heard a thing:
We were very lucky. Had that bird hit the wheel pant or the windshield, I suspect this would be a tale of woe. Instead, we spent some quality time cleaning bloody feathers out of every nook and cranny (including a few in the oil cooler and a couple inside the carb heat scat tubing), and thanking our lucky stars for small favors.
Fly safe, kids. I'd tell you to watch out for birds, but we never saw the danged thing.