Finding Neo

As I mentioned yesterday, I couldn’t find my Neo after a crash landing in the river right before my very eyes. It felt like a scene from a movie!

This morning, I ventured out twice to search for it. The first attempt was solo; I splashed around in the shallow waters, but alas, the river was still too muddy for me to see the bottom clearly. It felt like searching for a needle in a haystack—if the haystack were a murky river!

The second time, I enlisted the help of my trusty pal Chappie. Together, we walked along the riverbanks, hoping the Neo had washed up somewhere downriver. No such luck, but we did enjoy the fresh air and the sound of the water.

After lunch, I decided to venture out again, armed with my DJI Avata 2. I thought I could spot the Neo from above! However, the wind was howling like a banshee, making me reluctant to fly in those conditions. Safety first, right?

When I arrived back at the crash site, I was in for a surprise. The waters appeared calmer and much clearer. With just a hint of hope, I waded into the shallow waters, guessing where the Neo might be lounging. And there it was! I spotted it lying on the riverbed, partially covered with river sand. What a relief! Without finding my Neo, I was drone-less—definitely not the kind of freedom I was looking for.

Will I ever learn to stop flying over water? Honestly, I doubt it! There’s something magical about hovering above the water, especially with the sky’s reflections dancing on the surface. Call me crazy, but flying FPV drones gives me a thrill and a sense of freedom that’s hard to resist. Losing the Neo yesterday felt like my freedom had vanished for a moment, but now that I have it back, I’m ready for the next adventure!