First flight, last flight.
5 July
This sad tale is regarding my brand new Phantom 2 Vision Plus. I am not a DJI rookie, having made dozens of successful flights with my Phantom 2 Vision. But my message to myself and maybe some readers is this…we are all rookies just as soon as we get behind the curve, and/or in over our heads. So,
Saturday I went into beautiful northern Idaho, in a large clearing in a pine forest. Clearing perhaps 100-150 yards wide, surrounded by tall (50-80 foot trees) and also a few smaller scrub trees. Fairly wide open to the west and the east. I made two flights.
First Flight.
Naza mode, both switches up.
Cal the compass. Success.
Wait for GPS lock, probably not long enough. Could not adequately tell if I had success, but looked like I did. Could not really tell looking at iPhone either. Brilliant sunshine. Too much screen reflection. Took off. Maybe up 25 feet, copter went fine, then became weird. Veered off fast and into scrub trees. Phew, I found it, props still spinning. Maybe two minutes all together. All was well, save for some green smudges on the arms. Camera fine.
Second Flight
Immediately after a cursory inspection of copter, all OK, prop leading edges smooth. Camera gimbal fine.
Naza mode. Both S switches up. I checked.
Compass Cal again.
Same battery. I have three, why I didn’t just go to a fresh one is beyond me. But I didn’t. Too much wanting to please the onlookers perhaps? Getting into even more of a hurry? Too sure of my flying skills?
Same GPS questions as first flight. But I still took off again.
Up 30 feet, all good. Flew at about 30 feet over the tops of the tents and camping rigs, pointed camera down. Video running always. Fine for several minutes. But certainly no immediate problems as with first flight.
Now once again, the craft went screwy is my best description. Sashaying back and forth.
Now my details get fuzzy. I was instantly into panic mode. I became a complete rookie again!
I “escaped up”, due to the big trees. Maybe 150 or 200 feet.
Tried to see copter orientation, could not be sure. Phantom beginning to fly away to the north. Left switch down, home lock attempted. Why I didn’t put S1 down for RTH, I don’t know, but I didn’t. S2 down. No luck. Off she went. Behind the big trees and out of visual.
All of this last panic to the tune of my low battery warning. A real multi media thrill. I suppose the panic and loss lasted less than a minute. It happened fast.
Looking back, some observations…
I will now consider my take off point as if I am in a big water glass, looking skyward. The trees or buildings form the sides of the glass. I will make certain I have lateral room, not just upward. It was too easy for me to get too close to edges of the glass. Thus I was in a GPS hole when I took off, and was in a hurry as well. I think I had spotty, iffy GPS lock at best. Maybe 5 or 6 or 7 sats, no more, and off and on at that. I didn’t wait for things to become more ideal. Because I had never crashed before, therefore I never would. Wrong that!
My iPhone screen was way too reflective, and not really of any use. Before I was always in wide open areas and flew with line of sight easily. Those line of sight skills on Saturday were of no use when I got behind those trees.
I left on my last trip with a partial battery. No idea why I didn’t change it out. What ever time I may have had to save myself was cut way short.
I followed my iPhone to last position, but no luck. I suppose that last position was when the battery died, 250 feet up and maybe going 20mph. The jungle in a pine forest is way worse than in deciduous trees. It is knee and chest deep scrub vegetation under tall pines with dense needles. My Phantom is still there, someplace. I looked.
To top off my mistakes, afterwards I looked at my settings. I had turned on Ground Station, just to play around with waypoints a few days before this fly away. I have no idea if it made a difference on Saturday, but I cannot think it helped that I left that turned on.
I hope others can chime in about my bad decisions and actions. My final thought is that thinking I could handle anything was foolish, and that not following my own little mental checklist cost me my bird. Pro pilots never depend on memory or just thinking all will be OK. We should not either.
Thanks for any comments.