Since retiring I have had variations on a recurring dream where I'm flying low level, usually in a city or townscape, trying to find a gap in the network of wires above me!
Wires, for helicopter pilots everywhere - they're a nightmare!
Strewth - me too! Except I'm still flying because as the way things stand, I probably can't ever afford to retire.
My very similar nightmare is based on an episode I was involved in some thirty years ago. Over a corner of a very deep lake (one that our predecessors had successfully bombed some decades before), we found ourselves hover taxying, in freezing fog, over a set of small wires. Then, as we climbed to get over them, losing the few remaining visual references, we noticed the really big set just above us.....
I learned a lot about flying that day.
Wires / wives. Safer for a helicopter never to get mixed up with either.