Hey all, my name is Tony K.
I don't post much but I don't miss much either. This Forum keeps me up to date and I am glad to be a small part of the growing industry. I'm an old man, like to dabble, work with my hands and it has always been fun. Until today. You know I hear this pilot and that pilot talk about how someone ruined there day of flying. We have all heard the stories.
This morning started out great. Everything is all charged and ready to go. Inspected the Bird, checked the recent update, called the Airport, checked the area I would be flying before hand. So I figure, why not take the drone out, take a few Pano's for this company I'm hearing about that offers DJI pilots an opportunity to maybe earn a little extra cash. (The name of the company doesn't seem to be relevant.)
Next time I read about how one of us are approached and basically Accosted by a complete stranger. I’ll feel your pain. It did something to me. Hurt my feelings? It was more than that. I don't have the words for it, not trying to be dramatic. But having this guy come up, get in my face and not stop yelling, what was I doing he is saying over and over. This guys pissed, I calmly ask to be given a second so that I can bring the bird in. He is still going at full blast. "Your spying he says." It is around two in the afternoon. "How do I know you didn't go look to see what was in my back yard."
My hands are shaking, "you don't belong here, you don't belong in this neighborhood.” (I chose this area because I live two blocks away) and I explain that. I also offer to let him see the photos that I had taken. No, he's not listening. Asks me if I have a license or if the drone is registered. I pull my wallet out, I'm shaking, having a difficult time getting into my wallet. Maybe he's going to? Who the **** knows ? Seems these days, anything is possible. I didn't want to be that guy on the news that gets shot and killed over a fun time out with my Bird. Not only would it be bad publicity for us and our drones. . . Dead is no good either.
I explain to this guy that he is too close for comfort. I am upset and uncomfortable, to stop threating me. I ask him to move away. He's still in my face but now he is taking photos of me with his phone. Going to put me on Facebook, great he has my name from the ID that I had shown him. WTF
At this point, I've had enough. I get my phone and I dial 911. Finally, he turns to leave and return to his home. I'm now noticing that this guy lives half a block away. I'm tripping because he had come all that distance. PD hasn’t arrived yet and here he comes again. Enough, I'll stop ranting, I just walked in the door, hurt, upset, offended, and I had to vent somehow. wew . . .
Thanks fellow pilots for listening.
(Now do I post this?) I still feel like crap.
I don't post much but I don't miss much either. This Forum keeps me up to date and I am glad to be a small part of the growing industry. I'm an old man, like to dabble, work with my hands and it has always been fun. Until today. You know I hear this pilot and that pilot talk about how someone ruined there day of flying. We have all heard the stories.
This morning started out great. Everything is all charged and ready to go. Inspected the Bird, checked the recent update, called the Airport, checked the area I would be flying before hand. So I figure, why not take the drone out, take a few Pano's for this company I'm hearing about that offers DJI pilots an opportunity to maybe earn a little extra cash. (The name of the company doesn't seem to be relevant.)
Next time I read about how one of us are approached and basically Accosted by a complete stranger. I’ll feel your pain. It did something to me. Hurt my feelings? It was more than that. I don't have the words for it, not trying to be dramatic. But having this guy come up, get in my face and not stop yelling, what was I doing he is saying over and over. This guys pissed, I calmly ask to be given a second so that I can bring the bird in. He is still going at full blast. "Your spying he says." It is around two in the afternoon. "How do I know you didn't go look to see what was in my back yard."
My hands are shaking, "you don't belong here, you don't belong in this neighborhood.” (I chose this area because I live two blocks away) and I explain that. I also offer to let him see the photos that I had taken. No, he's not listening. Asks me if I have a license or if the drone is registered. I pull my wallet out, I'm shaking, having a difficult time getting into my wallet. Maybe he's going to? Who the **** knows ? Seems these days, anything is possible. I didn't want to be that guy on the news that gets shot and killed over a fun time out with my Bird. Not only would it be bad publicity for us and our drones. . . Dead is no good either.
I explain to this guy that he is too close for comfort. I am upset and uncomfortable, to stop threating me. I ask him to move away. He's still in my face but now he is taking photos of me with his phone. Going to put me on Facebook, great he has my name from the ID that I had shown him. WTF
At this point, I've had enough. I get my phone and I dial 911. Finally, he turns to leave and return to his home. I'm now noticing that this guy lives half a block away. I'm tripping because he had come all that distance. PD hasn’t arrived yet and here he comes again. Enough, I'll stop ranting, I just walked in the door, hurt, upset, offended, and I had to vent somehow. wew . . .
Thanks fellow pilots for listening.
(Now do I post this?) I still feel like crap.