Taxiing in after a fun day of learning in the Beaver. Every time I look at this picture, I have to pinch myself to make sure I'm still alive. I'm truly a spoiled young man getting to fly such a sexy plane. |
Today I went in to the medical examiner to make sure I wasn't exceeding my own capabilities. She gave me the big thumbs up, so I hope to go back to work soon.
I also made progress with the cub in the last couple days. Finished my left aileron, so I now have all the control surfaces ready for cover. Exciting! I also brought the engine to the lake. Tore into it for the prop strike. So far it looks like the engine is getting a clean bill of health. Had to buy a bolt for the back of the crankshaft, as per the instructions for a prop strike. Amazing what really holds this little engines together and how much power something so small can put out. I plan on having the heart of my beast back together this week, maybe Wednesday? Then I have to start rebuilding the baffling and reassembling what I can of the engine. I want to get it put together just incase someone needs it for hunting season. Also so all I have to do is bolt it on the new frame and connect a few cables and wires when that time comes.
It just feels good to be going forward on her again. I'm sure it's a year or more out, but I keep reminding myself that I truly am blessed I get a second chance to rebuild her. Not just a second chance for my plane, but a second chance at life. I've noticed a huge difference in my judgment and my flying. I just hope to keep this up, and if I start to veer of course I'll remind myself of what happened last time.
Both ailerons completed, ready for covering. |
The "heart" of 29A, minus her oil pan and accessory case. |
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