Completely unrelated to the thread…and your post really but it made me think of some stories my dad told me.
One of which was he and a buddy were flying very early generation NVG’s in south AL. Two ship of Huey’s they were both PIC’s. They found a guy spot lighting deer by his trailer in the woods. His buddy (an ethical hunter we’ll call Joe) got mad and swooped in to disrupt him and send the deer running. The guy turned his spot light onto Joe’s cockpit disabling his NVG’s and then ran into the trailer. Now Joe was really upset and provided some skid to trailer contact. They RTB’ed and discussed it all over drinks.
Next day they were called in as the “poor” trailer inhabitant called about the incident. My dad (higher ranking) tells Joe not to speak and he’d handle the conversation. When questioned about the incident my dad says they were practicing low level NVG ops in a rural area when a guy spotlights Joe shutting down his NVG’s at which point he black hole recovered the UH-1 expertly and the Army was lucky Joe saved the ship. He deserves recognition for his valiant effort.
At this point Joe, with even a more southern draw than my Georgian dad says aw hell sir that ain’t how it went. That son of a bia was out spotlighting and I buzzed the deer off when he turned it at the cockpit and I flipped them up, got my bearings and beat in the roof of his f’in trailer.
The stories my grandfather (infantry WWII), Dad (Army Helo pilot), Uncle (F15E first gulf war) and other Uncle (Army spec ops pilot) have told me could fill a book.