To show that this issue is a pretty old one I am attaching a picture of a page from my father's old photo album
from 90 years ago. During the 1936 Rhön glider contest at the Wasserkuppe in Germany some spectators had driven
a convertible car around the ropes meant to keep the public at bay, and they had gotten right onto the flight operations
area. One guy was sitting on top of the "top down" folded car roof with his feet on the car's back seat so that he could
see better. IIRC, they had the car pointed uphill so that they could observe the bungee cord launches going down the hill
towards them. This meant that they weren't looking behind them for landing traffic which went uphill. My father came
around the ridge, turned uphill to line up for his landing, and found this car right in the middle of the landing area. My father
tried to raise his wing to avoid the car, but couldn't raise it high enough to avoid hitting the guy seated on top of the back
seat (in the back of the guy's head head). They took the guy off to the hospital, and IIRC my father lost a contest day while
he repaired the damage to the glider. Not too long afterwards, my father received this poem accompanied by a bicycle horn
with rubber squeeze bulb from the surgeon that attended to the injured guy. It basically says don't put this horn in your study,
but attach this horn to your crate so that everyone will make a wide detour around you when you come in to land. I guess the
man's injuries weren't too bad, and the spectators were found to have been in a prohibited area, so my father didn't get into any
trouble over the incident.
Mike Opitz
RO