I just got back from the airshow out at the Hillsboro Airport where I go to flight school and witnessed a British jet called the Hawker Hunter crash into a neighborhood. The actual impact was just behind some trees, which I’m a bit thankful for ‘cause I could tell he was going to crash and that he was too low to eject, and even seeing what I could was very upsetting. They obviously stopped the airshow, and after the initial shock pasted I just came home and had a shot of scotch, a double in fact. I fly tomorrow and will fly over the crash site, I’m sure it will be a somber experience As a pilot I know crashing is always a risk, and even a fact of flight, but I had never seen one in person before, I have to say I will forever think a little differently flying now.
Enjoy life!