I have a Supercub (custom brushless) and I added the DragonOSD and an FMA coPilot to the mix. Fun stuff.
Ok, so I was flying today, and not flying FPV, visual sight only. So, the plane is about 600 meters away and I go to come back and it won't respond. Of course I stare in utter anguish with my mouth open. Ok, fine. I enable the Autopilot and the CoPilot. Nothing. Damn, plane goes out of my 900mhz video range, so I put throttle to zero knowing it could possibly help reduce the speed of the crash.
It goes behind a hill without a sound. Crap.
I go back and review the video to see if I can get any clues of where it went. It did help, but I also noticed why I had no control near the end. I had accidentally switched the DragonOSD menu on. Of course, this renders my controls useless, as well as the CoPilots! Going forward, I will no longer enable my radio to show the menu when flying.
Now the fun part, I have no idea where it went down. I know the general direction, and I have some coordinates which I recorded on my camcorder, but that's it. I drive up and down roads in my car with my 900mhz antenna out the window... I get a blip! I couldn't believe it - It had survived the crash, and was 700m away on the ground and not in a tree. I know this, because the altitude reads -50m and the camera is returning nothing but grass. It also reads that I have 10.9 volts left on the 3cell battery! Thank god, I may save the Lipo yet.
Ok, now I have to trek out in the hilly brush to find it. I stumble upon a moose and calf along the way which scares the crap out of me, but I am determined to complete my quest. I zigzag through the hills and trees for almost an hour, and finally spot my supercub at the edge of a valley upside down!
My dog and I run down the valley and up the other side like a couple of school girls. If only I had the slow motion video of that moment from the other side of the valley. Anyhow, I reach my plane. Nothing is broken. Not even the propeller. By the looks of the surrounding weeds/grass, it came in and landed on its wheels and flipped forward over itself.
So, the yellow dog and I trek back with plane in hand. Somehow, during the commotion, I lost my dogs leash. I'm sure that would have been part of the slow motion footage as we bound down the hill, tongues flying out the sides of our mouths and a leash flying out of my back pocket.