Ordeals of a test pilot, part 37. Or how myths are born.
Today I was adjusting the trim of the lateral axis. This involves making an adjustment on the ground, taking it up and making an assessment of what needs to be adjusted next.
As I'm climbing, at maybe 1500 feet my radio makes several screeching sounds, like a goddam eagle. A second later to my right, I see an ACTUAL eagle, talons extended ready to attack me! I veer to the left. I think we got to within 10 metres of each other.
Of course the screeching was coincidental, but in that moment it sure did seem like the eagle had talked to me.