[ckissick]

I used to have dogfights with red-tailed hawks when I flew my radio control glider over a coastal hillside with a nice onshore breeze. The hawk would dive down on my plane from behind, thinking the "bird" couldn't see it. Of course, I could see it and could take evasive manouvers. Even so, the bouts always ended up with a disabled, ripped up glider. Still, it was always a lot of fun. I always hoped the hawk would show up.