Can I borrow that eagle? The sad-sack who insists on taking his drone to the local beach needs a lesson in air superiority.
I was once intercepted by a golden eagle while flying a Piper Warrior through the Scottish glens. He had the good sense not to attack it, but still dived in and held station off the wingtip, hanging around just long enough to show us whose airspace we were in before peeling away. I've no doubt that he would have made short work of a drone.
My friend and I applied for airline jobs in Australia, but they didn't Qantas.
