A club I didn't want to join...
Earlier this Spring, a red hawk at 2,800 feet, in formation.
I saw the hawk just before the strike and thought it would be a close miss…
Level the flight, radio call to route. Had the wings look for visible damage and leaks then did initial stability and control checks. All good.
Back on the ground it looks like we hit a bowling ball. It could have been a real mess if it had come through the windshield or taken out my tail.
I pulled the tank and started making a parts list.
The next morning, ROAD TRIP! to Vans to pick up parts.
Two weeks after the strike... Back in the air!
Build it, fly it, maintain it, fix it