tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70412727955485340452024-02-20T06:04:08.988-06:00Letters from Flyover CountryThis blog is a collection random musings on the state of general aviation and some of the interesting stories that abound among pilots.Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.comBlogger829125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-23558964286829981422022-08-26T09:28:00.003-05:002022-08-26T09:28:28.831-05:00Averting catastropheI have one of the early tailcones for my RV-12iS project, the one where the inspection hole for the fuel sump isn't already cut out. I'm not sure Van's plans even include the dimensions for cutting the hole out anymore. I couldn't find it in the online plan (and my plans are at the hangar right now as I write this so I can't look for them). <div><br /></div><div> But it gives the location and dimension of the cutout. Might've even provided a template, IIRC . And I can't remember whether the cover was provided or I had to make one.
(Update: It was a template) </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQYTSx6hZap6E9dUtijWWAp4ud3Ov2G7xdVLc4G5CfP7FpDH8cNkdwiXPod9HwIUpBKQnHDES__IrqNoVsLHIKVo508YZwXRa9zU1hGoAHbYER8URIhpjaFeg-CkcD4GbALhcXKMt46eFr6NtDEYrrwGLy1xxTa3Y4OiCwsPKOQqSH7w2ip02HiIAgHQ/s1128/cutout.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1114" data-original-width="1128" height="395" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQYTSx6hZap6E9dUtijWWAp4ud3Ov2G7xdVLc4G5CfP7FpDH8cNkdwiXPod9HwIUpBKQnHDES__IrqNoVsLHIKVo508YZwXRa9zU1hGoAHbYER8URIhpjaFeg-CkcD4GbALhcXKMt46eFr6NtDEYrrwGLy1xxTa3Y4OiCwsPKOQqSH7w2ip02HiIAgHQ/w400-h395/cutout.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> But while the tailcone was off last winter and I waited for the avionics kit to show up, I made the cut, cleaned it up, added the nutplates for the inspection cover and buttoned everything up. </div><div><br /></div><div> The avionics kit arrived in May and I've been working A LOT to get most of the wiring done so that I'd still have some summer heat left in which to do some window/canopy work. And a couple of weeks ago, my wife came to the hangar to help attach the tailcone permanently. I'd removed the inspection cover to give me a hand hold. </div><div><br /></div><div> Yesterday afternoon, I was riveting the double line of rivets along the bottom of the fuselage/tailcone joint when I looked in and saw this: </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqQX09UtCrYiOytpZGvUUbMFxs4r8eS5mP3_w4mAS8nzRMHGObyEGTcctDK0fx_4P55CkR5YXj_Bs7XjUN2Yf1LmY3p6mCWBaLSBF5jLs9qqE7totemX0j81YIzbtxc2YuYMzLJsDBXIphaRik7qHro-wdTgKPCJy_ewD10s-INkKNKRnjDZTHJsNbWA/s2372/PXL_20220825_205701675.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2372" data-original-width="1779" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqQX09UtCrYiOytpZGvUUbMFxs4r8eS5mP3_w4mAS8nzRMHGObyEGTcctDK0fx_4P55CkR5YXj_Bs7XjUN2Yf1LmY3p6mCWBaLSBF5jLs9qqE7totemX0j81YIzbtxc2YuYMzLJsDBXIphaRik7qHro-wdTgKPCJy_ewD10s-INkKNKRnjDZTHJsNbWA/w480-h640/PXL_20220825_205701675.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> That's a nutplate DIRECTLY underneath the fuel line to the fuel pumps and just about touching it and there's no question that putting a screw in there would either puncture the fuel line immediately or destroy it in the first few hours of flight. </div><div><br /></div><div> It was also impossible to drill it out using conventional technique because punching the remaining 3-3.5 rivets out after breaking the head off would act like a spear into the fuel line. </div><div><br /></div><div> I put a piece of scrap between the fuel line and the nutplate and drilled the #40 holes out to #30 instead while gripping the nutplate to prevent it from spinning. </div><div><br /></div><div> I probably eventually would've discovered this before flight, but perhaps not before screwing the inspection cover in place.
For the heck of it, I looked at other inspection cover areas and found a SOMEWHAT similar arrangement at the inspection panel underneath the fuel tank. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggupbl9xw7-1IQC-KnXZiEGaHk_2TB3kw39yQbDzEeUCsGWtQkc3WHYd0BZD-fcn9tkAucSesXX3jzrj6EYGxh44ocCNlyYpQTplQ1VsXsOVbatvBtzSOQBoRLJ6NcvnKFALtGuouF4A7QCX_UMPflyvN-6ulpYgz4IBoLTQezgvkHuyiI78vWeszMoQ/s580/noname.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="478" data-original-width="580" height="528" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggupbl9xw7-1IQC-KnXZiEGaHk_2TB3kw39yQbDzEeUCsGWtQkc3WHYd0BZD-fcn9tkAucSesXX3jzrj6EYGxh44ocCNlyYpQTplQ1VsXsOVbatvBtzSOQBoRLJ6NcvnKFALtGuouF4A7QCX_UMPflyvN-6ulpYgz4IBoLTQezgvkHuyiI78vWeszMoQ/w640-h528/noname.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>This one, of course, is precut and holes assigned for the nutplate. </div><div><br /></div><div> The firewall fuel line is offset slightly from that nutplate, but still gives me a bit of pause.
There's not much you can do there -- the location is very close to the bulkhead snap bushing -- and maybe it's no big deal. But it's close enough to make me think a little firesleeve and tie wrap wouldn't be a horrible idea. Also a very short screw in that location is a capital idea.</div>Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-91582538906337790442020-09-21T10:25:00.000-05:002020-09-21T10:25:09.087-05:00That time I almost killed myself<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0dyAiqvfSGNgY-BCaPd9AIFUb3xpLIb5LUjR-yTnqkdsYU024EOCVpBU-sOdQU-BFPLyv-2UvHYtwsFXur-1S14XXt4tAKp14TF2xoy1fWfTfywjFFT3RA4doJ7FQmZtoMIzoSeJOXHQm/s960/10389180_10152731926309216_5658322731531153402_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="541" data-original-width="960" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0dyAiqvfSGNgY-BCaPd9AIFUb3xpLIb5LUjR-yTnqkdsYU024EOCVpBU-sOdQU-BFPLyv-2UvHYtwsFXur-1S14XXt4tAKp14TF2xoy1fWfTfywjFFT3RA4doJ7FQmZtoMIzoSeJOXHQm/w640-h360/10389180_10152731926309216_5658322731531153402_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>
From the Never Again file.<br><br>
It was six years ago today.<br><br>
This was the most challenging cross country flight I made. I took off from Fitchburg, Mass., my hometown, when the ceilings were about 2000, knowing there was a chance for weather along the way. I ran into low overcast in Gardner, a few miles away, but found a hole to go up and above the clouds where it was sunny.<br><br>
I could've stayed up there for 4 or 5 hours. I had full fuel and things were running nicely.<br><br>
But I had this plan that if things got dicey, I'd land in Pittsfield. And then it became a security blanket because, there I was, on top of the clouds. What if there's no end to the clouds and, say, doesn't it look ahead like those clouds are taller?
There are no shortage of dumb mistakes in this story. I wanted to call a Flight Service Station to get a quick read of clouds, but I couldn't find the frequency. Was I in Boston center's area, Albany's, Bradley's (Hartford). I could've asked for a little help, but I didn't. Guy thing.
So I decided to land in Pittsfield, which, before I took off, was reporting broken clouds. But then I checked as I flew along near Northampton. Overcast at 3,000. Oh oh.<br><br>
For reasons that only a psychologist could explain, I pressed on to Pittsfield. Having worked and lived there, I knew there was a ski area next door. How high was that hill? I decided I would orbit over the airport and circle down. Through the clouds. I was at 5,000 feet.<br><br>
As I circled, I noticed my GPS, which had been providing data to my autopilot (which I'd turned off), was still directing my to my intended first stop - Elmira. Again, for unexplained reasons, I thought this would be a good time to fix the GPS.<br><br>
The plane's altimeter kept going down and the speed kept going up, then the altimeter went up and the speed went down. I was close to uncontrolled flight and even though I knew what was happening, I just couldn't get ahead of the airplane.<br><br>
I was thinking about what the people would say about my demise when I broke out over the airport.<br><br>
Then I heard the radio. It was a guy on an instrument approach to the airport. I hadn't really considered the possibility that there'd be someone else out there.<br><br>
I quickly headed out to Onota Lake and circled, until I could calm down.
I landed, took a break and eventually took off again when the clouds moved away. Five miles west of Pittsfield, the clouds disappeared.
I knew another front was coming so I landed in Elmira, above. There was a 26 knot crosswind. EAsily handled. I parked amid the corporate jets of PGA golfers as there was a tournament in the area.<br><br>
I waited for a couple of hours for the front to arrive and see how quickly it was moving, and then gave up, and got a motel for the night. A half hour later, the rain was so heavy I couldn't see across the street.<br><br>
The next morning -- a work day so I was blogging -- it was still scuzzy, but legal. So, I took off and followed a highway through the wilderness of NW Pennsulvania, until the highway ran out. Then I followed a river.<br><br>
It was actually beautiful being low over the rolling hills and occasional fields.<br><br>
Around Youngstown, Ohio, things cleared out.<br><br>
Count the stupid.<br><br>
Oh it gets worse. The day before I left South St. Paul, Minn., for Massachusetts, I'd attended an AOPA Air Safety Foundation seminar roadshow. The topic: How not to make VFR into IMC mistakes.Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-87485925730498684992020-08-22T08:43:00.000-05:002020-08-22T08:43:06.712-05:00A return to building<br /><p class="MsoNormal"> I’ve been delaying
ordering the engine for the RV-12iS project for quite awhile. The first year of retirement took
a little getting used to; the tax implications weren’t entirely clear so I
decided to wait a year. And then there
were two aging mothers to look after, both of whom passed on within weeks of
each other last fall.<br />
<br />
When I was looking at last year’s building log, I was pretty shocked by how
little I actually worked on the project; some wheel pants and swapping out an
old nosegear leg design for a new one and fitting the wings to the fuselage to
drill a couple of holes and that was about it.<br />
<br />
It wasn’t until the engine arrived a couple of months ago that I realized how
much I missed building. Last summer, at least, was taken up by a lot of
ushering at Target Field. But even though I went to the hangar every day, I
wasn’t really doing much of anything.<br />
<br />
The engine kit is probably the most expensive part of the RV-12iS (about
$36,000) and it is also probably the smallest. One crate. About 400 pounds
total.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvLKrQqpx2rV5LxlwDjdfgAVwI6rKgVg-fMzSlPWijggH-EYa-i12XcLpTC2p73gpuA0q4WXkQEF6yNWR5xqh6Ocgk2-FlfCZEUttNslI9Q4k8I5y2P2G9S5hyphenhyphen7lTQjCfbuMhiJJ6N1EGb/s2048/IMG_20200616_122402.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="375" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvLKrQqpx2rV5LxlwDjdfgAVwI6rKgVg-fMzSlPWijggH-EYa-i12XcLpTC2p73gpuA0q4WXkQEF6yNWR5xqh6Ocgk2-FlfCZEUttNslI9Q4k8I5y2P2G9S5hyphenhyphen7lTQjCfbuMhiJJ6N1EGb/w500-h375/IMG_20200616_122402.jpg" width="500" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My son, Sean, and former Minnesota Public Radio co-worker John Wanamaker did the heavy lifting when the engine arrived.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p class="MsoNormal"><br />
<br />
Van’s does some weird things with the RV-12iS instructions. They’re not
particularly linear and several sections supplied with the finishing kit you
can’t do because the parts (the fuel pump, for example) are included in the
powerplant kit.<br />
<br />
The cowling is included in the finishing kit, too, but you can’t do anything
with it until you have a propeller hub and spinner plate installed and you
can’t do that because – guess what? – they come with the powerplant kit.<br />
<br />
The canopy also comes with the finishing kit. Mine is still sitting in the
crate because Van’s doesn’t want you to work on the canopy until the rear
window is installed. And it doesn’t want the rear window installed until the
tail cone assembly has been permanently attached to the fuselage. But if you do
that, you lose all access to the area behind the bulkhead, which is where the
fuel pump assembly goes, which – you may have heard – is included in the
powerplant kit.<br />
<br />
It is a maze of dead-ends at this point in the build. So there was really no
good reason not to order the engine kit, except for the money, of course.<br />
<br />
Anyway, it arrived June 16<sup>th</sup> and after some inventorying, I was
hanging stuff on the firewall, and bending
tubing for a fuel pump assembly that looks like it should be on the space
shuttle. On a Rotax 912iS, the boost
pump is always on.<br /><br />
</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAPqM19CSJkDlZ4ltycdUFFssa2lho7LXNKYI9DBhMrIZ6ZJkefG3Zy387heciefP3imL0IVpe0TmKCg8ntJVUqYKokObJia_HaJIxgRmtlDgnZiWvOLtdy6ZqyMXVD2wiIdUvalb4CTUN/s2048/IMG_20200630_121342.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAPqM19CSJkDlZ4ltycdUFFssa2lho7LXNKYI9DBhMrIZ6ZJkefG3Zy387heciefP3imL0IVpe0TmKCg8ntJVUqYKokObJia_HaJIxgRmtlDgnZiWvOLtdy6ZqyMXVD2wiIdUvalb4CTUN/s640/IMG_20200630_121342.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I counted something like 15 potential points of failure on the boost pump assembly.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div>
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Installing the engine is about as simple as it gets. I have an engine hoist
(it’s available to borrow if you ever need it) so I just lifted it out of the
crate and put it on a table to make some minor modifications before lifting it
into place.<br />
<br />
When I built the RV-7A, about six guys came by to help me install the
IO-360M1B. It still look us about four or five hours to get the four bolts to
line up properly through the Lord mounts.<br />
<br />
But I decided to just hang the engine myself this time. It took about 45
minutes, the bulk of which was torqueing the bolts down to the proper
specifications. At one point, I wasn’t getting one bolt to line up, so I just
lifted the engine by hand for a moment. Try that with an IO-360!<div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW46Dk1dn9ORPC051VNvj5_G4ldMbqj50mo2ioP2c5SozttVrCQH7pfwwMN3PHWbpmoJMzgGkDLjjmenxXdw0z8DHp2o55NbX0fnSD4RxtUmsyQPAZx0ojIa6edyNaGmadyr94sNuTtZoD/s2048/IMG_20200626_150208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW46Dk1dn9ORPC051VNvj5_G4ldMbqj50mo2ioP2c5SozttVrCQH7pfwwMN3PHWbpmoJMzgGkDLjjmenxXdw0z8DHp2o55NbX0fnSD4RxtUmsyQPAZx0ojIa6edyNaGmadyr94sNuTtZoD/s640/IMG_20200626_150208.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You really hold your breath when you lift a $36,000 engine<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div><br />
<br />
The Van’s product is truly an incredible feat of engineering. We’re not really
building anymore; we’re just assembling. I swear that one of these days I’ll
stop by the hangar, and the RV-12iS will have built the rest of it itself.<br />
<br />
If only. Its time to order the avionics kit. Someone has to keep Stein rolling
in dough.<br />
<br />
Unfortunately, while working on the cowling installation, my Meniere’s Disease
flared up again. I had hoped to fly LSA with this plane, but I’m coming to the
realization that my flying days are likely over, at least with flying that
involves the legal technicalities of disqualifying condition.<br />
<br />
Unless something changes (not likely; Meniere’s is a progressive disease with
no cure), my plan now is to find someone who can do the first flight and the
required five hours of Phase I, then get it up to Midwest in Hibbing for paint
and find someone who wants to own a truly well-built airplane that, I hear, is
a lot of fun to fly.<br />
<br />
Then what? I’ll either build another 12 or explore some ultralights. I had
always wanted to try powered parachutes but, inexplicably, they’re in the same
class as the LSA, while ultralights are not.<br /><br />Building is not flying, but it's the next best thing.<br />
<br /><o:p></o:p><p></p></div>Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-73616876617398662432020-06-07T08:23:00.003-05:002020-06-07T08:24:52.170-05:00Here's one reason why young people avoid aviation<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-YTpy0uJpiCC3utuDPr7ynvfWE6lrE-1cqYijcIkG37WziYYDCcvF0df4iuzKATSPZ4NauXYJtBSB1rwJv8ehnp4M7pliOWsjPkDL5l7zQPFRsb5eY0WZWKFntdllZq_xV1dpb6NfHQC_/s1600/Hangar_silouette.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-YTpy0uJpiCC3utuDPr7ynvfWE6lrE-1cqYijcIkG37WziYYDCcvF0df4iuzKATSPZ4NauXYJtBSB1rwJv8ehnp4M7pliOWsjPkDL5l7zQPFRsb5eY0WZWKFntdllZq_xV1dpb6NfHQC_/s400/Hangar_silouette.jpg" width="400" height="300" data-original-width="1200" data-original-height="900" /></a><br />
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One of the airport regulars stopped by the hangar the other day (one of the few that still visits) and told me how he thinks he got Coronavirus in Florida a few months ago.<br />
<br />
"But there were a bunch of Somalis on the plane who brought it to Minneapolis, so that's good," he said as I ushered him out.<br />
<br />
Far too often, it feels as though most everyone at KSGS -- nearly 100% white and old -- is like that; they're often the ones who make a show of their pious religion.<br />
<br />
Far too often, it feels as though a majority of people in general aviation are this way although nobody talks about it.<br />
<br />
What they do talk about is why can't they get more young people into aviation? <br />
<br />
Maybe younger people are on a differnt side of history.<br />
<br />
Maybe the answer why is right there on the tip of the tongue.<br />
<br />
There are a lot of complex reasons why general aviation isn't attractive to newer generations -- money, perhaps, being the most obvious.<br />
<br />
But how we act and present ourselves is one that can be easily fixed. Today.Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-51384899097305375572020-03-27T12:36:00.000-05:002020-03-27T12:36:08.668-05:00Replacing the rear spar doubler on an RV-7A<b>If you violated the 5/8" edge distance guidelines on the rear spar doubler when mating your wings, all is not lost! With a little patience, you can get a second chance with a new doubler.<br />
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This article, originally published in March 2007, will be of no value to 99 percent of you because, I'm guessing, 99 percent of RV airplane builders don't mess up the edge distance on the rear spar "fork" when mating the wings. To the other 1 percent, however, there's very little guidance on what to do. So perhaps this will help. Later in the article, I'll show you the "gotcha" that got me in trouble. Originally I thought my misdrilled bolt hole was the culprit. While that didn't help things, that wasn't the problem. But more on that later.<br />
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I have to thank Ken Scott at Van's, who gave me a lot of sympathy, and some encouragement, for my plight. After I discovered this mistake, I admit my confidence level took a significant hit. But Ken gave me every indication that working carefully, it could be fixed.<br />
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OK, so your edge distance is less than the 5/8" required by Van's. What should you do? Should you replace it all? As I indicated in an Editor's Page column, there was never any question for me. But you have to make that decision for yourself. I'm not an engineer and I did get some e-mail that suggested I was likely to cause more damage to the rear spar in dismantling the unit than I had compromised safety by leaving the edge distance slightly outside of tolerance. I didn't agree and Van's didn't agree, but you have to make that call for yourself, mindful that Van's says this callout -- the 5/8" edge distance -- is one of the few "sacred measurements" on the entire project.<br />
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If you're still reading -- and I guess you are -- you've decided to replace it. What I'm about to describe is "my" method. My method involves doing whatever it takes to get things right. No shortcuts. I did get a couple of e-mails from folks who drilled out the doubler bar without removing skins. It worked for them. But looking at my project, it wasn't going to work for me. As you approach this, it's more than removing components; you have to easily put them back together again.<br />
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As you look at your wing, you'll discover that there's no reasonable way to remove the doubler fork without removing -- or at least getting it out of the way -- the flap brace. It makes the lower rivets inaccessible.<br />
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And there's no way to remove the flap brace without removing the flap hinge. So the first step is to remove the rivets holding the bottom skin, the flap brace, and the flap hinge. Let's take a look at proper rivet removal technique.<br />
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First, you don't want to make the holes larger or do any damage to parts. Flush head rivets are relatively easy to drill out; it's a two step process -- drill a hole in the rivet head, and snap the rivet head off. How? Simple. And here I call up the expertise of Joe Schumacher of the EAA, who has built something like 19 homebuilt airplanes. You may have seen him on the series "From the Ground Up." He often uttered this piece of advice: "take your time."<br />
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Elementary rivet removal. Drill the head in the middle then rock and roll with the end of a drill bit until the rivet snaps off.<br />
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There is no better advice for construction of an RV airplane: take your time. And removing rivets requires you to slow down, and be patient. Yes, you have a lot to remove, but in reality you have only one to remove: the next one. So, stay focused on the task at hand and slow down. Some people say you should use a #41 drill to drill off the rivet head, and that's probably wise. But it works easier for me with a #40.<br />
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I used an old electric drill because I can turn it slowly more easily than an air drill. Although there is a slight dimple in the head of the rivet, the drill bit is still going to want to run just a bit. So turn the chuck by hand and then slowly begin to drill. Have an old #40 bit standing by. Start the drill, then stop to be sure you're centered on the rivet head. If not, you can apply a little pressure to the drill bit to get it centered. Stop periodically and use the drill end of the spare bit, putting it in the hole. If you can wiggle the rivet head, fine. If not, drill a little bit more until you can.<br />
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The temptation here is to rock one way once, the other once and then go for broke and try to snap off the rivet head. That, to me, is where trouble begins. I move the drill bit one way and the other a couple of times and keep doing it until I see the edge of the rivet lift slightly off the dimple in the skin. When I see that, I know that rivet head is a goner pretty soon.<br />
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I can't stress enough that impatience here will kill you and you will end up making a bigger problem for yourself. Sure, you can always use an "oops" rivet (you can drill out the hole to 1/8" and use a rivet with a 1/8" shank and a 3/32" head so it blends in), but these are cosmetic more than structural and you don't want to use many of them.<br />
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One tip: As you remove rivets over a large area, if you can put a little back pressure on the rivet hole, the head will literally fly off.<br />
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Once the head is off, you can use a 3/32" punch and taps on a hammer to push the shank out. However, you must support the other side. A bucking bar or any sort of mass applied against the skin, rib or what have you, will prevent the force of the punch from bending the material. You will need two people for this job because you can't hold a punch, a hammer, and a bucking bar.<br />
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But there is a better way for ribs and things like this. Check out this little item (Photo below) I got from Aircraft Spruce. It's a modified pair of pliers with a punch on one side, and a small plate on the other. The plate provides the backing against the force of the punch when applied by squeezing the pliers. Since there's a hole in the plate where the rivet shank (and shop head) is, it goes flying, your material is left intact. Pricey -- $65 -- but way better than a punch and hammer. Strongly recommended for this job.<br />
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Be sure not to hurt the hinge eyes here. You can put some small popsicle stick (you have some left from when you built the wing tanks, right?) spacers on the backing plate of the pliers. Again, take your time.<br />
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Remove the entire line of rivets on the flap brace, remove the hinge and put it away somewhere safe.<br />
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In order to move the flap brace out of the way, you'll next have to remove the rivets that hold the flap brace on the rear spar. Another task. Another tool. This rivet removal tool (I think I got it from Avery), is perfect for the task. It comes with threaded drill bits and different heads to fit over universal head rivets.<br />
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<i>Above Removing the line of rivets that hold the flap brace (and flap hinge) is the first step in making the repair.<br />
This rivet removal tool, used with a drill, is used on universal head rivets. But be careful to get it centered properly.<br />
Now you might think you can just put it on top of a rivet, hit the drill and move on. But you can't. You have to be sure it's centered on the rivet and you have to, again, take your time and be sure the drill bit is centered. With this tool, you can adjust the depth of the drill hole. Same deal here; get it deep enough to allow the other end of an old #30 drill bit to fit in and twist the head off, but not so deep that you're drilling into the spar. Again, be patient in rocking the head before you give it the final effort to pry the head off.<br />
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I decided to do this right, and to give me good bucking bar access later, I'd remove the skins, at least all the rivets to the most outboard access hole. You may not want to do this but, again, to me it's a matter of reconstructing things right. Yes, I could try more contortions through the lightening holes in the ribs, but it was my assessment that I couldn't do a perfect job this way and I'd obviously screwed up once and I just wasn't in the mood to try to cut corners here.<br />
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So I removed all the rivets along the spar on the skin...and all the rivets on the top spar, and then the rivets on the ribs. Working from inboard out allows you to place very slight pressure when snapping the rivet heads by peeling back the skin as you go.<br />
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Why did I take all those rivets out? When it comes time to rivet the new doubler on , I want as much access as I can get. If tried to get away with removing fewer rivets, there was a greater chance I'd put a crimp in the skin, so I decided a little more work would be worth the reward.<br />
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With the skin off -- or peeled back -- you'll be able to get access to the underside of the spar, to brace it as you remove the rivet shanks. The neat pliers won't help you here, so to remove the heads, you'll have to use a punch and hammer (there's also, from what someone posted on one of the builder groups), a "punch-like" bit you can put in a rivet gun. But either way, you'll once again have to brace the other side of the work. With a punch and hammer, you'll need two people. With the punch set for a rivet gun, you'll need one. Take your time.<br />
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How many of the rivets to remove? Well, certainly all the way to the end of the fork. But in order to move it out of the way enough, I'd keep going. Now, I removed too many. I went to the second rivet after the center rib. But you'll have to remove enough to get some serious "flex" in the brace to get it out of your way.<br />
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Once that's done, you're ready to work on the doublers. This is actually pretty easy since you're going to throw these parts away anyway. Try to remove the rivets as described above. But if that doesn't work, use a grinding stone in a Dremel and grind the heads (or the shop head if you originally put them in that way) down just below the doubler (obviously you don't need to go more than a hair into the doubler). Then take a punch and tap the rivet until you see it depress slightly (enough that the outline of the shank is visible).<br />
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Whether you try to remove the rivet now or come back later and do them all at the same time is up to you. I compartmentalize my tasks so I snapped all the heads off (or ground them down), before removing them.<br />
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After removing the heads, and punching out the shanks, you just have to take up the old fork and doubler and inspect the spar for any damage. If you take your time and work slowly -- take several days if you have to -- it should be fine. Vacuum up the mess and remove all the old shanks from the bottom of the skeleton (another great reason to remove the skin).<br />
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As luck would have it, the day I finished this task, was the same day the new parts arrived. Turning my attention to them, I just used a drill press to enlarge all the holes to #30, and deburred and polished all the edges.<br />
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Just for the heck of it, I placed the old doubler on the new one and traced the old hole to see how the edge distance of the new one would work if I didn't do the trimming. Then, I got out Drawing 38 (for an RV-7A), and -- since it's full size -- placed by doubler on the drawing and marked where the trims were to be made as instructed and it is here where I discovered my mistake that got me here in the first place.<br />
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Instead of just placing the part on the drawing and marking the locations of the trims. I used the dimensions specified in the drawing to mark the original parts. I got the dimensions right, but my reference was wrong. As you can see in the photograph, instead of marking the inboard trim by drawing a line up the inboard edge and then measuring outboard the required distance, I measured from the top inboard edge. Bad mistake, because if I'd made this part right in the first place, even my misdrilled hole at wing-mating would've been acceptable.<br />
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I intend to replace the fuselage fork also, but just in case I change my mind and want to use the existing fuselage fork hole as a drill guide into the new part (something I presently think is a bad idea), I marked the dimensions for the trim on the new parts and then made absolutely sure I left an additional 1/32" of material after the cut. I made the cuts, deburred, and polished the edges, and then Alumiprepped, Alodined, and primed the parts.<br />
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The next day I clecoed the fork and doubler in place. There's nothing new here; you've done this before. Just take your time. Rivet the lower line of rivets first. The directions call for the same sized rivet (AN470-4-6 as I recall) from the outboard end all the way down to (but not including) the doubler plate...even where the ribs are. If you accidentally enlarged a hole a bit in the rear spar (and, let's face it, you probably will one or two), going one size larger here will work fine. Then do the doubler plate (I used a slightly longer rivet on these too than what the directions called for). Be sure not to rivet the three 470 rivets that connect the flap brace to the doublers. After all the bottom row rivets are completed, cleco to the flap brace back on and do the three inboard rivets.<br />
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<i> When you do the top row, Place some duct tape on the edge of the top skin. In fact, you should do this before drilling the old rivets out, too.<br />
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What's left now -- mostly -- is the top row. You'll need a partner here because, unlike when you first rivet this part -- there's a top skin here now. And you can't get a rivet set on the rivet head without interfering with the skin. The question isn't whether you'll hurt the skin (although that's a possibility), it's that you'll put some smilies in the rivets.<br />
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I admit, I got a few smilies in mine, until I called upstairs and asked my wife to contribute her time to pull on the top skin edge enough to allow me to get the rivet set on straight.<br />
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<i> The task is done. That Sharpie writing on the flap brace says "don't forget to put the hinge on."<br />
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With that task completed, you're now ready to rivet the rest of the flap-brace-to-rear spar rivets. This task, if you took as many rivets as I did out, is impossible without removing the wing skin. But since I did, I was able to easily -- and quickly -- reinstall the flap brace with mostly perfect rivets.<br />
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So ahead. Give that beautiful new doubler a tug. Strong? You bet. And admit it. You feel good about making right one of the worst mistakes in building an RV airplane. I sure did.<br />
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Now, it's just a matter of re-riveting on the bottom skin. Work outboard to inboard -- just the opposite of when you installed them. Work forward to aft to forward and you should be able to keep enough of the skin peeled back to allow you to get your arm up through a lightening hole to buck the most aft rivets. The hardest rivets to buck are the same ones that were hard the first time around -- the second and third bays at the bottom along the main spar. I got one bay done OK, and then decided to use pop rivets on ones that I decided I had a good chance of doing damage with if I were to try to buck them.<br />
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The last task is the first one in this article -- putting the line of rivets back in that solidifies the bottom skin, the flap brace and the flap hinge. Caution: It's really easy here to forget to put the hinge back on (or have you never riveted a line of stiffeners without the stiffener or a nutplate without the nutplate?).<br />
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I also used the occasion to dimple the holes for the wing fairing attach nutplates (and, of course, ordered new nutplates.)<br />
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And you're done.<br />
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The next step -- for me -- is to evaluate getting at the fuselage fork to replace it. Fortunately, I put screws in on the baggage compartment floor (except along the bulkhead) to get at things underneath there rather than drilling out pop rivets. Just thinking it through, though I can see some real contortions trying to get at that doubler fork. We'll see. I'll update this article later.<br />
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Update: I've decided not to replace the fuselage clevis. Here's why. In order to start "completely over" with a new hole, I'd have to replace both the front and back of the fuselage fork. The trouble with that is the most aft part of that fork carries all the way over to the other side and forms the aft end of the left wing fuselage clevis. So that would necessitate removing the rear spar doubler on the other wing too because there would be no way at that time to drill a hole in that clevis and have it perfectly center in a hole that is already drilled in the rear spar doubler on the left wing. To me, it would be stupid to ruin a perfectly fine mating job.<br />
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I could also replace just the forward part of the fuselage fork clevis -- that's just a bar with about 6 or 7 rivets (and several bolt holes) in it. That allowed me to drill using the existing hole as a guide. <br />
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The third possibility was to do nothing with the fuselage clevis and using the existing hole as a drill guide and figure out a way that the hole in the aft fuselage clevis (already drilled) through the new spar doubler (not yet drilled) mates up perfectly with the hole in the front of the fuselage clevis (already drilled). <br />
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Ken Scott's advice: I think the third proposition is the best. My...cousin...didn't have to solve this one, because only the wing portion was a problem. However, if you stick a long rod through the clevis, slip a block with a drilled hole over the rod and clamp it solidly to the fuselage and remove the rod, you will have a drill guide.Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-5412294726904613462020-03-27T08:26:00.000-05:002020-03-27T08:53:00.888-05:00The heroes among us<i>I'm fishing out old articles I've written that are no longer available on the Internet. This one, from March 2007, is as pertinent to me today as it was then. I haven't had stick time in an RV since I ferried N614EF off to its new owner in late 2016. There are heroes who walk -- and fly -- among us. Here's the story of one of them.</i><br />
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(Mar. 31, 2007) -- After I graduated from college, not being able to get a job in radio news (it was a lot tougher back then thanks to Woodward and Bernstein), I went to work for my Dad in the insurance industry. I'm sure it was one of the happiest days of his life because a few weeks ago, my son got a fulltime job where I work, and it was sure one of mine!<br />
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I would have enjoyed the insurance business a lot more except for one thing: I really don't like asking people for something -- especially money. It's just not something I have ever been able to do. My career in the sales business was a short one and in the subsequent age of venture capitalists and movers and shakers, no doubt I also missed any chance to become a wealthy man -- well, that and the fact I had no marketable idea. During my radio career, I've also never asked for a raise. That's 32 years and might explain why I've moved so often.<br />
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I got to thinking about all of this a little over a week ago in an e-mail exchange with Dan Checkoway. I told him, it had been over a year since I've flown. He wrote and said I need to ask someone for a ride.<br />
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He was right, of course, but people are dying uninsured, brilliant products have gone to market, and two feet have stayed on the ground in the last year for the reasons previously cited.<br />
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And it's here where the events continue to suggest that there's a bigger force playing with us, moving us about some chessboard somewhere, because sometimes things work out just too darned perfectly.<br />
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On Saturday, I was at the quarterly meeting of the Minnesota Wing of Van's Air Force. I had wandered around the gorgeous airpark hangar, wishing I'd been better at the insurance business, and daydreaming about the good life. I enjoyed Pete Howell's demonstration on landing lighting, and I had thoroughly enjoyed watching One-Six Right.<br />
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During the film, listening to all the folks recount the moment they fell in love with flying, and listening to it almost always go back to their first consciousness as a youngster, I realized that I can't remember when I first came to realize I wanted to be a pilot. I didn't have an airport near my home that I could bike to, a barnstormer never dropped into the field near the house, I didn't build a go-cart that looked like a plane. Nothing.<br />
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The closest I came in my recollection was wanting to be an astronaut more than anything else. But flying a plane isn't being an astronaut, so I began to wonder if I really am a real pilot, complete with the DNA composition that apparently makes you think about nothing else from the time you exit the womb.<br />
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I was thinking about that while walking over to the other side of the hangar for a cup of coffee.<br />
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"Hi, Bob," RV-6A builder and pilot Alex Peterson said, waking me out of my travels back to the 1950s. Alex is not just an RV pilot, Alex is one of those RV folks who other RV folks hold up as a hero. You know who they are. What marks them all is that they don't. But they are. Heroes, that is, in the sense they inspire us when we're building, not only with the knowledge they willingly -- and enthusiastically -- pass along, but with the flight tales that provide the motivation for us to want to do the same thing. Correct me if I'm wrong, but that's a definition of hero in my book.<br />
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"You keep cranking out those great newsletters," Alex said. "And I owe you an RV ride. Is that something you'd be interested in?"<br />
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I don't really know how to describe the sound of someone making your day, but it goes something like this: "I owe you an RV ride."<br />
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"I'd love to," I stammered.<br />
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"How about today?" he said. "A couple of us are flying to Olivia for lunch. I'm not coming back right away so you'll fly down in an RV, and can fly back with Bernie Weiss in his Bonanza."<br />
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Now, as I can recall, the only better words I've ever heard in my lifetime was when my then-girlfriend and I were in a nice little burger joint in Harvard Square back in 1981 and she said, "So are you going to marry me or what?"<br />
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A half hour or so later, we opened Bernie's hangar to reveal Alex's RV-6A, Bernie's Bonanza, and Pete Howell's brand new RV-9A... making me second guess my instructions in my will that when I die, my ashes are to be scattered at Home Depot.<br />
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It had everything an RV builder could want. In fact it had two of them.<br />
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After a proper checkout, we jumped in and fired up the RV-6A, only the second time I've even been in one. Alex called the tower, got a clearance, and an instruction to make a right turn, and firewalled the throttle. I was now an astronaut after all, because we were climbing as fast as the space shuttle, I was sure, even though it didn't feel like it.<br />
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It only took seconds, as I looked all around that gorgeous canopy to realize that I really I do have the right DNA.<br />
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We proceeded downwind and the tower told Alex his transponder wasn't working. Alex figured, correctly, that he was looking in the wrong spot, for this was an RV. No doubt the controller was looking upwind on his screen, and we were already miles out of the pattern. "OK, it's working now," the tower said. "OK it's working now" is controller talk for "Whoops."<br />
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It was a gorgeous and enjoyable ride to Olivia, about 80 miles away. We found an open burger joint, had a great lunch with terrific company, then headed back to our respective steeds and headed back home.<br />
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Me? I headed back to the garage, and started working on the plane (well, at least until I realized I needed a 6" or 12" #12 drill bit to properly drill the holes in the 705 bulkhead for the canopy latch mechanism. And I didn't want to ask anyone if they had one so I ordered it from Avery).<br />
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I don't know how to describe (a) a better day or (b) how things just happen to fit together perfectly from time to time.<br />
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The EAA, appropriately so, has championed aviation through the Young Eagles program. I've often thought someone should sponsor an Old Eagles Program, to give motivating rides to people who are building, or just want to remember what it was like to fly. The RV community, specifically I think, seems to understand this better than many pilots. There are, in fact, lots of heroes out there and I want to be sure they all know -- you all know -- what it means to us.<br />
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After we returned to Anoka, Bernie filled up his Bonanza and we were taxiing back to the hangar when we noticed Pete was in the runup area and he had a passenger. As I understand, Pete will give rides 'til the cows come home. We didn't know who it was, but they were about to have a great day.<br />
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Just as I had.Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-90854766872213906472020-03-26T17:00:00.002-05:002020-03-27T08:34:50.417-05:00On a wing and a dream<i>This a reprint of an article that appeared in the RV Builder's Hotline on December 16, 2006.</i><br />
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Saturday night is writing night at my house these days. The weekly Hotline has already gone out and somewhere in the back of my mind is a voice that's saying, "what are you going to put in there next week, Bob?" Such is the life of a one-week publishing cycle. But it's writing night and I can get a little of that done and, oh hey, have a head start on what's going to be in the next issue. This is going to be in the next issue. Simple, eh?<br />
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Other than during New England Patriot games and an occasional Cleveland Indians tilt, I'm not the type to get nervous about things. There are exceptions. When I started the fuel tanks on my RV-7A, I felt like I was doing open heart surgery. Same deal when I drilled the rear spar bolt hole when mating the wings. It always felt like disaster was just around the corner. It sort of was with the right-wing hole; I didn't drill it straight even though I meant to. But I've made a couple of shims and things will be OK.<br />
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Tonight I found myself in one of those positions in which I was alternately excited and nervous. I watched most of the last hour of the countdown to the launch of <a href="https://www.nasa.gov/mission_pages/shuttle/shuttlemissions/sts116/launch/sts116_summary.html">the shuttle Discovery.</a> It is inspiring, actually, to watch NASA TV right up until the moment of launch, and realize the teamwork and intelligence that conspires to defy gravity. And yet, as I watch that moment when the sparks start going at the base of the shuttle and, I guess, the engine is starting (I really don't know how that whole shuttle engine thing works), I want to turn away because, well, disaster is just around the corner.<br />
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But I don't turn away, I watch and wonder what the astronauts are thinking and how exciting it must be for them. And I -- just for a second -- think, "I'm going to do this when I grow up."<br />
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My love of flying actually started as a love of the space program. When I was a young teen, I had my whole life planned. I'd go to the Air Force Academy, I'd become a pilot, I'd join the space program, and I go into space or, if not, I'd fly a commercial jetliner for a living.<br />
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That lasted as long as an eye-exam after getting the requirements for entry to the Air Force Academy (I chose the Air Force because I don't swim all that well and I figured in the Navy you'd have to, you know, swim). After that, I chose a lower altitude and thought maybe someday I'd fly a plane.<br />
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But even that gave way to other realities and writing and me seemed to get along OK and I liked sports and so I thought I'd end up working as a sportscaster in Boston. Years later I was working in Boston, but as an editor, not a sportscaster. Close enough. I love Boston. As I commuted to work aboard the Red Line train going over the Longfellow Bridge, I'd see the gorgeous city before me and think, "I'm 27, and I've already accomplished my dream of working in radio in Boston." By then, I'd forgotten about space, and about flying.<br />
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The years went by and somehow I ended up in Minnesota and my twin brother visited me one weekend and we started talking about old dreams. From somewhere, flying got mentioned. He had recently gotten his private and I recalled to him my dream of flight. I dropped him off at the airport at the end of our too-short visit, and a few days later he called me and said, "Happy birthday, you start flight lessons tomorrow." He'd dropped a wad of cash at the local flight school, enough to pay for my entire flight instruction if I didn't flunk too many checkrides.<br />
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Dreams are funny like that. Even after you forget they're there, they come back, and sometimes even come true.<br />
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Last week I had the pleasure of listening to RV builder<a href="https://www.mprnews.org/story/2006/09/12/dyeshuttle"> Paul Dye</a>, the lead flight director on the last shuttle mission, and astronaut Heidemarie Stefanyshyn-Piper, another Minnesotan, give a talk in Minneapolis about their careers, and about that mission. The video was astounding and as I watched it, I once again thought, "I'm going to do that when I grow up."<br />
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"Shuttle, go at throttle up," the voice said tonight, snapping me back from my dreams. For a moment, I turned away. Disaster is always around the corner, you know. But it flew straight and true and a few minutes later, I realized, a bunch of dreams came true for someone else. They were in space.<br />
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We sit at the end of the runway the way those astronauts sit on that bomb, or the way some of us approach drilling a spar hole in a wing doubler -- excited about what's to come, maybe a little nervous. Disaster might be around the corner, but we push the throttle forward, and we roll on toward a dream.<br />
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This week we'll, no doubt, read again of one more first flight, one more ordered kit, one more first rivet. Dreams, one and all.<br />
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Never give them up.Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-62460425249513295572020-03-26T15:31:00.001-05:002020-03-27T08:34:09.992-05:00When is good enough good enough?<i>This article, which I wrote, first appeared in the now defunct RV Builder's Hotline. Fortunately, I still have the entire site archived on my computer.<br />
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</i> (Dec. 24, 2006) -- One of the things I enjoy about building my RV is how the project has made me particular about approaching various tasks in search of perfection. One of the things about building my RV that has frustrated me no end is how rarely I find it.<br />
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A few weeks ago I was wandering along the flight line at the Minnesota Wing of Van's Air Force meeting, looking at some truly fine examples of workmanship. My friend Warren Starkebaum was with me.<br />
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I was telling Warren about my experience building the "new" rudder on my 7 last winter (the one with the AEX wedge trailing edge rather than the single-piece bent skin trailing edge). "I worked very carefully to get it perfectly straight and it came out OK. "It didn't come out perfect, but it came out OK," I said. But I wasn't finished telling the story.<br />
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"And then I went to Oshkosh last summer and looked at all of these beautiful RVs," I continued. "And I looked at all of the trailing edges on the rudders and they were dead-on straight. Man, did I feel like the world's worst builder after that."<br />
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As we looked over Paul Hove's beautiful (and almost ready to fly) RV-7A, I was waiting for Warren to lecture me on stuff I already knew or should've known. But Warren's not the type of guy to rub it in.<br />
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"You gotta stop looking at other people's planes so closely," he said.<br />
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We only see each other a couple of times a year, even though we live fairly close in the Twin Cities and have a lot in common, RV-wise, but that's why I consider him my best RV-building bud.<br />
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Unfortunately, even if I stopped looking at other people's RVs so closely, I'd still have to answer to the one person who insists on perfect execution. Me. For all of the questions we see regularly on the bulletin boards from "newbies," this, it seems to me, is the thing every builder needs to learn: when is "good enough" good enough? And who do we rely on to decide?<br />
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Sure, we have rivet gauges, AC43.13, an occasional tech counselor visit, and the admonishment of Van's in the instructions and on the plans to guide us, but sometimes we have to answer to a higher authority and sometimes we don't like ourselves much because of it. Sometimes we're like the 4th grade piano instructor who says "again" after you just played a flawless version of "Jingle Bells."<br />
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The favorite expression on bulletin boards is "build on!" when someone posts a question about a task that he or she has questions about. And, yes, this is a person learning when good enough is good enough. But most of us on those boards aren't engineers and when you get right down to it, the place to go for these answers is actually the designer of the plane -- Van's Aircraft. Aside from the convenience of the boards, I contend that one of the reasons we don't rely on Van's expertise more often, is we're not sure we want to hear the answer to some questions.<br />
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It's true that we'd rather hear "build on!" than "again." But I've found over the course of this project that "build on" doesn't make the little voice in my head that says "again" go away.<br />
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Some things are just too important to ignore that voice. And quite often, you could just kick that voice's rear.<br />
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It happened to me this morning, as a matter of fact. You may recall from my wing-mating experience last summer, that I stupidly didn't drill the rear spar bolt hole straight on the right wing, despite my attempt to use a drill bushing to get it just right in that hard-to-reach spot for drill bushings. Here's a note: eyeball it! Van's said "be careful" here. I was careful. I still screwed it up.<br />
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After I installed the bolt and saw that it didn't go in straight, I, of course, kicked myself for again messing up. But there's no easy"again" with this part. And Van's makes it pretty clear that a 5/8" edge distance is required here. I immediately checked the edge distance on the fuselage "forks". Seven-eighths inches. "Whew," I said to myself.<br />
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I might not be perfect, but I am careful. And now that winter is here -- sort of -- and I have an unheated garage with an airplane in it, I usually spend much of the winter checking all of the instructions again, poring over the plane parts, and taking another look at every part I've built, reassessing whether it's "good enough." I also take care of some of the little dinky things that I figured last summer I could take care of later -- nutplates in the wing skins for the wing fairing, and the shims for the not-straight bolt etc.<br />
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As I was making one of the shims yesterday, I caught myself several times thinking it was "good enough." The bolt head was just about sitting flat against the shim and probably would be fine with a washer underneath the head. But each time I caught myself. "Good enough is not perfect," I said. I figured that someone would tell me to 'build on!", and they'd probably be right. But someone would know that it wasn't up to the best I could do. Me. So I continued until I got the shim perfect.<br />
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As I reviewed the plans, I knew I'd have to get a larger bolt than that which the plans called for, and I noticed the plans called for three washers. And so I was on the RV Builders Yahoogroup (Van's was closed) asking about their distribution when it hit me: "You measured the edge distance on the fuselage 'forks,' but did you measure the edge distance on the rear spar doubler?" I thought to myself.<br />
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I had -- once again -- the sinking feeling of a mistake. The admonishments -- many admonishments -- for the 5/8" edge distance zipped through my mind and I couldn't remember measuring the rear spar (the edge is blocked from view when you're actually drilling). I grabbed the Stanley 6" ruler out of the garage, and headed to the basement to check.<br />
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I held my breath as I measured from the center of the hole: 19/32" on the rear side, 18/32" on the forward side. Oh no!<br />
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Unless, of couse, I slid the ruler slighly outboard a bit. "Why not," I said, "maybe I'm not quite centered on the hole? Or maybe I'm not quite seeing the edge lining up with the 19. Maybe it really is the 20?"<br />
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But the voice in my head said "no." The voice in my head said "close enough" is not "good enough."<br />
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Stuff like that can really ruin a good day; especially since Van's is closed and there's nobody to tell me what to do. And so, like a kid who's been bad wondering what will happen when Dad gets home, I'm spending the weekend -- Christmas weekend of all things -- with a hundred different scenarios going through my mind. If Van's says rebuild the wing to get a clean doubler in there, I will. If they say "build on," I will. If there's something in between those two they want me to do, I'll do it.<br />
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What I won't do is listen to any voice in my head that says it's "good enough," if in my heart I know better.<br />
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(Post script: I ended up deciding to remove the doublers and fork from the wing as well as the stubs from the fuselage and replacing them all)Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-30045066142333441542020-02-19T12:27:00.000-06:002020-02-19T12:30:48.823-06:00What if I can't fly again?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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mI haven't flown in more than three years now and what I've realized is the longer you're on the ground, the more you're OK with staying there.<br />
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It was December 2016 when <a href="http://rvnewsletter.blogspot.com/2016/12/the-last-flight.html">I ferried my RV-7A to Grand Rapids, Mich</a>., where its new owner has taken great care of her and even is about to get married, partly because of her (first date).<br />
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I plunged into <a href="https://eaabuilderslog.org/?blproject&proj=7YUgVJYf5" target="_blank">the RV-12 project </a>not long thereafter and, like the 7A before it, found it to be good therapy. <br />
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But the Meniere's Disease has continued to progress, taking out the last of the good ear's hearing. With hearing aids, I can get along OK, but not great. The inability to hear conversations is one of the reasons<a href="https://blogs.mprnews.org/newscut/2019/05/good-night-and-good-news/" target="_blank"> I retired last May.</a> But, no matter; I still had an airplane project to work on.<br />
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I've gotten about as far as I can go with that project now, however. I need to buy an engine and a new Rotax fuel injected engine goes for about $36,000. And Van's is now collecting sales tax. That's another $2,000. Funny thing about retirement: they stop giving you a paycheck. And I haven't quite developed the psychology to remove money from the retirement account and pay taxes. Maybe in a month or two; maybe not.<br />
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The plane will eventually get finished. But there are new questions whether I'll ever be able to fly it.<br />
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A month or so ago, I went for a ride with my friend, Warren Starkebaum. We flew up to Brainerd for breakfast and a photo shoot with the proud new owner of an RV.<br />
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I brought along my spendy Lightspeed II ANR headsets; the same ones I used on that last flight in 2016. But something different this time: I couldn't hear very well. The radio? Forget it.<br />
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Maybe it was Warren's radio or intercom, but I doubt it. I think it was my ears.<br />
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It's possible to fly and be deaf. But it's not safe, at least not in the environment beneath a Class B airport in Minneapolis - St. Paul.<br />
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An online acquaintance on Van's Air Force was in a similar situation, and suggested an in-the-ear headset. He did some research at Oshkosh a few years ago and settled on the Halo headset after a talk with the company owner.<br />
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"He explained that he uses high-end hearing aids parts to put the sound directly in your ear," Michael Burns wrote. "The foam ear tips go directly in your ear are similar to those you use to block out sound in an industrial environment. The foam tips used with this headset are the same that my audiologist uses when I get a hearing test. Inexpensive and easily replaced. Many ask are they uncomfortable having the tips in your ear for so long? We have no issues at all, short flights or long cross countries. They are soft. "<br />
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They're about $500. Cheaper than a Rotax engine. So I'll check them out soon and try to go flying with Warren again. <br />
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Whether and how they work will determine who I'm building this airplane for.Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-54612284853349108022017-12-03T10:52:00.001-06:002017-12-03T10:52:09.029-06:00An interview with Tom Berge<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFeHDQlaP6bBygOBvYpduTn6cQ6ak-rU1OsY-1yKHvUL8moiOJ4bvpFGG08hQ2-Wf3ie4RPdnhwti67_22u_fSe41UsKA1kHCODyAYlc36qGLrDKB54MNmIrlWDJdzI0XP0rCeuXHAkrdX/s1600/berge_6.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" data-original-height="536" data-original-width="1215" height="282" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFeHDQlaP6bBygOBvYpduTn6cQ6ak-rU1OsY-1yKHvUL8moiOJ4bvpFGG08hQ2-Wf3ie4RPdnhwti67_22u_fSe41UsKA1kHCODyAYlc36qGLrDKB54MNmIrlWDJdzI0XP0rCeuXHAkrdX/s640/berge_6.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
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I was at breakfast in Brainerd, Minn., yesterday -- the first time I'd been in an RV airplane since I ferried N614EFto its new home in Michigan last December, when I was reminded by Tom Berge that I once tried to get him into an RV tip-up vs. slider canopy debate when I interviewed him for RV Builder's Hotline in 2009.<br />
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The Hotline is gone now and so are the files online. But I still have them and it seems to me that the interview remains something that RV builders and people who are buying RVs need to hear.<br />
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Tom is one of the most knowledgeable RV builders in the world, I think, and he not only provides technical counselor services for builders, but also<a href="http://www.rvtransition.com/"> transition training</a> as well as pre-buy inspection services for those taking the shortcut, and ferry services too.<br />
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But back to that flight up to Brainerd yesterday.<br />
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Thanks to Warren Starkebaum -- the very person I met when thinking about building an RV many years ago -- I was able to realize a pure moment of joy yesterday: For the first time in a year, I felt I belonged somewhere. I was home.<br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/DRt4CuXMV0M" width="480"></iframe><br />Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-75947758498146405132017-02-23T10:14:00.000-06:002017-02-23T10:14:25.868-06:00The perfectionist<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit3mvH7dPeOuQlGa74EEGqblREetzQLd-JzuxO_090ir80m2L9-unmQAgOqfabhu8OMt1QN6Q-E8JoYHJWyzPQWUCZmaoQ4JoMM0jn93OYJwP_45jxfmkpTxJFfNVlLDoyktjhhPis_qFX/s1600/IMAG0315.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit3mvH7dPeOuQlGa74EEGqblREetzQLd-JzuxO_090ir80m2L9-unmQAgOqfabhu8OMt1QN6Q-E8JoYHJWyzPQWUCZmaoQ4JoMM0jn93OYJwP_45jxfmkpTxJFfNVlLDoyktjhhPis_qFX/s640/IMAG0315.jpg" width="640" height="360" /></a><br />
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I've started working on building an RV-12 and one of these days I'll get around to a longer post about what I've learned and what the difference is between building it and building the RV-7A. One of these days.<br />
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But here's a story for now.<br />
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I finally remembered to pick up a 1/4" drill bit from the hardware store last night so I could drill the tie-down bracket via the template.The hole is used as the inside radius of the bottom of the bracket. So whipped that up with some bandsaw and file action and it came out sweet. I'm so much more focused on quality building than I was with the 7A.<br />
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Let me explain that: I was focused on quality building on the 7A project, obviously, it was an extremely well-built machine. But this time I'm more of a perfectionist.<br />
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I mean, geez, it's just a tie-down bracket and as sweet as it looks, nobody will ever see it because it's hidden in the most aft part of the fuselage, out of site.<br />
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So why make it look like a piece of Swiss engineering?<br />
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Because I'll know, that's why.Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-71943562492483764012017-01-15T09:37:00.001-06:002017-01-15T09:37:55.489-06:00The repeat offenderThe RV-7A is now safely at its new home in Grand Rapids, Mich., and the hangar seemed empty. I'd grown accustomed to saying, "see you later, baby!" when turning off the lights and locking the door.<br />
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So I got a new "baby" the other day.<br />
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The first of the RV-12 kits arrived and I tried to recreate the 2001 picture from when the first 7A kit arrived in, but my youngest son was in Cabo. <br />
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As luck would have it, the FAA has finalized the new rules regarding medical certificates and they take effect on May 1, the day my third class medical with the special issuance expires. It seems to me that it would be possible to have continued flying the old plane, but I couldn't take the chance that the new rules would have created a gap, plus I think my health situation is more compatible with LSA -- light sport aircraft-- rules. So I'm not looking back.<br />
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Besides, I've got a plane to build. The parts fit into the back of the Subaru and it was off to the hangar.<br />
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I didn't get a chance to inventory everything until yesterday, and found the rudder skin trailing edge had been damaged.<br />
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But it's clear the plane will go together quickly -- quicker than the 11 years of N614EF, anyway. I am mindful that it's possible to be a little too confident, having already built an airplane. But my goal is to build this one without ordering any replacement parts.<br />
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Except for the rudder skin, apparently.Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com1South St. Paul Municipal Airport-Richard E Fleming Field, 1725 Henry Ave, South St Paul, MN 55075, USA44.8608996 -93.030295419.338865100000003 -134.3388894 70.3829341 -51.7217014tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-54339854249190249242016-12-16T07:54:00.001-06:002019-12-15T09:54:51.474-06:00The last flight <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Umoo9dLCepLS5-zLMCqh_JioHRmFnu5-PnYPfYUPcfrw4ZpyNmB9yu11LB_MueE00xB5aaqgKShradfVvysDDgeIm64z8iq-mowDSKP5XkrxFyYrq3qahkiJHHC-tsgP2xRnx_4d2HRd/s1600/lastflight_cold.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Umoo9dLCepLS5-zLMCqh_JioHRmFnu5-PnYPfYUPcfrw4ZpyNmB9yu11LB_MueE00xB5aaqgKShradfVvysDDgeIm64z8iq-mowDSKP5XkrxFyYrq3qahkiJHHC-tsgP2xRnx_4d2HRd/s640/lastflight_cold.jpg" width="640" height="361" /></a><br />
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More than a month after agreeing to selling ye olde RV-7A -- N614EF -- I finally saw an opening to ferry it over to its new owner, Chris Moseley of Grand Rapids, MI.<br />
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It wasn't particularly emotional because I've had a month to get over it, and I was happy to be done with the frustration of trying to find a period where the lake-effect snow of Michigan, and the regular old sucky winter of Minnesota would ease enough ferry it.<br />
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It was -12 in Minnesota when I left yesterday morning; I'd never flown the RV in that sort of weather, so it was fun "expanding the envelope" a bit. I was a walking sleeping bag when I finally strapped myself in and launched.<br />
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I circled the field a few times, prepared to return if I heard anything resembling a stumble (Reiff preheater had the oil temp at 109 when I started her. Great product!). <br />
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As usual, I picked up flight following from Mpls but noticed something. I'm pretty much deaf now but the controllers still seemed garbled; the engine seemed louder.<br />
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It was awhile before I realized, the batteries in my Zulu 2 were dying. I could get the ANR to work by turning it back on, but it wouldn't last long. So after being handed off to Mpls Center, then Chicago, then Rockford, I'd turn it on when I heard my N number called.<br />
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Seeing <a href="https://flightaware.com/live/flight/CWC2046/history/20161215/1755Z/KRFD/KPHL">a "heavy" take off from Rockford</a> beneath me was awesome.<br />
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The cold was not . -18 at altitude. I broke out the handwarmers when the fingers started tingling after Rockford cut me loose, not even offering the frequency to try to negotiate with Chicago approach.<br />
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No matter, I wouldn't have been able to understand them anyway.<br />
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I headed for my usual turn at Joliet, a steady stream of Southwest 737s in front of me. I descended to 3500.<br />
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The single muff heater in the RV was doing its part, which surprised me, but I needed to get some batteries, so I landed in Valpairaiso, borrowed the crew car, and headed to WalMart, while they topped off the tanks. Can't deliver empty fuel tanks to a new owner.<br />
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That also gave me time to come up with a strategy for getting through the snow lines I could see to the north.<br />
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I launched out of KVPZ and headed southeast of South Bend, which was reporting IFR, because Goshen was reporting VFR and, indeed, they were in the sunshine.<br />
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It was just a matter of hop-scotching from one airport to another based on their ATIS broadcasts, swinging east of Battle Creek (the farther I could get from the lake, the better).<br />
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There were only a few moments when visibility was quite poor but I realized the construction of these bands of light snow and there was blue sky above.<br />
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I contacted Grand Rapids approach 20 miles out; I was almost there.<br />
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"The field just went IFR", they said. So I circled. And circled, and finally just landed at 9D9, which was hard to find since it was covered with white.<br />
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I found the nice little terminal after wading through four foot high drifts. "I can sleep here tonight and just start the plane every hour," I thought.<br />
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But Chris called and said the conditions looked good at the field. So I launched again.<br />
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"The field just went IFR again," approach said. So I circled some more but a few minutes later approach said, "proceed direct to Grand Rapids, contact tower."<br />
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I saw an opening to punch through the squall and found the field (it's hard to find airports when there's snow all over the place) and landed...and felt the plane pulling to the right. More rudder...rudder...rudder! And the plane pulled to the right so more. I could feel it skidding but by the time I thought, I'm going to end up in the snowbank, I was slow enough to coax her back.<br />
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The closing was uneventful, I grabbed a Southwest flight (A2 in the Southwest queue at Grand Rapids, A1 at Midway. With drink tickets!!!), and was hope by 11 p.m.<br />
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It was the perfect last flight.<br />
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Here's <a href="http://blogs.mprnews.org/newscut/2016/12/one-last-flight/">the final remembrance of N614EF</a> I wrote for my day job.<br />
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Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-46253279011521978452016-11-10T14:25:00.001-06:002016-11-10T17:44:44.514-06:00When the time comes to part with what we hold dear<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQbU23l9igJyHnYq0vq_llLi08QkpkygaCu6IV_M89rY3H0n1uEiFJS9n2ZVj7APzBEhTL69OE5IO4340YWlPWU6nWHAWPFYI_j7VWG1GM503mPirBi46QxuSgwx-pxR6aajqYBuqZeEAI/s1600/card_3.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="448" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQbU23l9igJyHnYq0vq_llLi08QkpkygaCu6IV_M89rY3H0n1uEiFJS9n2ZVj7APzBEhTL69OE5IO4340YWlPWU6nWHAWPFYI_j7VWG1GM503mPirBi46QxuSgwx-pxR6aajqYBuqZeEAI/s640/card_3.jpg" width="640" /></a><br />
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I can't remember a time when I didn't refer to N614EF as <i>her</i>.<br />
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From the moment the preview plans arrived in 2001, she was always<i> her</i>.<br />
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"Touch it once per day," Van's builder support expert advised me early on. Except I didn't touch it. I touched <i>her</i>.<br />
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And when <i>she</i> finally flew, I'd greet <i>her</i> every time I walked in the hangar with, "How you doing, baby?" And before I turned off the lights and locked the door, she always got a goodbye kiss.<br />
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She treated me well and now that I'm in the process of selling <i>her</i>, I feel I have failed <i>her</i> somehow.<br />
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We had a thing, she and I. She took care of me. I took care of <i>her</i>.<br />
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She kept her end of the bargain. Other than those first flights in the test area when she choked on something stuck in her #3 nozzle, she never missed a beat. I'd talk to her on those long trips to New England to see my mom. She'd talk right back.<br />
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I don't know -- yet -- who's going to buy her. Someone is coming to look this weekend. We'll go over the usual things people go over when they sell airplanes, I suppose. And if things work out, maybe I'll ask the only question I really want to ask: Will you love her? Cherish her? Take care of her from this day forward?<br />
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It's an important question, because right now it feels like the last guy who said he would is forsaking her.<br />
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An aside: My colleagues at work left a card on my desk on Monday. I guess they knew that the coming moment is a painful one, a sympathetic one. Because they signed it.<br />
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In the innards of my plane, there are<a href="http://rvnewsletter.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-more-autograph.html"> signatures</a> of the people <a href="http://rvnewsletter.blogspot.com/2007/10/don-thurston-builds-airplane_10.html">who worked on her</a>. Some have messages. All have autographs. They meant an awful lot to me.<br />
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And now these autographs do to.<br />
Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-32892164061845949632016-11-03T10:56:00.004-05:002016-11-06T09:39:57.934-06:00RV-7A For SaleIt appears that my Meniere's Disease, which I've been fighting for several years and which has led me to several skirmishes with the FAA, has now jumped to the good ear, meaning there's no way I can safely be expected to pilot an airplane.<br />
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I know what you're thinking: Hold out until the medical certification process is dropped next year. The AOPA and EAA fought a good fight to convince Congress that we can be trusted to self certify ourselves. Now is not the time to cheat the system and ruin it for everybody. That's not what being a professional pilot is about.<br />
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And so, it's time to say goodbye to the greatest little plane a person could ever hope to have.<br />
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You can patrol the blog here and see all the various stories about the birth and subsequent flying life of N614EF, but suffice it to say if you've thought about buying a dependable airplane that will return your love many times over, she's the one for you.<br />
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<b>Here's a rough outline of her:</b><br />
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* VFR platform<br />
* <a href="http://rvnewsletter.blogspot.com/2008/05/vroom.html" target="_blank">IO-360 M1B engine (via Mattituck</a>)with Sensenich FP prop (the plumbing is installed for a conversion to constant speed).<br />
* One Lightspeed EI, one mag (rebuilt in '16)<br />
* 325 hours TT<br />
* Tip-up canopy<br />
* Tri gear<br />
* Beautifully polished and maintained<a href="http://rvnewsletter.blogspot.com/2014/06/i-built-that-gorgeous-airplane.html" target="_blank"> with paint via Midwest Aircraft Refinishing </a>(Hibbing, MN)<br />
* The <a href="http://rvnewsletter.blogspot.com/search/label/Instrument%20panel" target="_blank">panel</a>: Dynon D-100 EFIS with Angle of Attack indicator, GRT EIS 4000 engine monitor, backup Altimeter and Airspeed indicator, Garmin 296 GPS which feeds data to the Dynon and also a TruTrak single axis autopilot, Garmin 327 transponder, Icom A210 nav radio, VP-50 solid state power management with auxiliary fuse block, backup Electronic Instrument fuel indicator (I get fuel info usually from the EIS), PS Engineering 1000II intercom with recording playback, Artex 406 ELT., <a href="http://rvnewsletter.blogspot.com/2014/01/installing-aprs-system-with-pete-howell.html" target="_blank">APRS tracking system</a> (You would need a ham radio technician's license to operate legally), Whelen comet flash lights and strobe, wig-wag taxi/landing lights (upgraded to Whelen from Duckworks two years ago)<br />
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<b>Performance:</b><br />
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* Stall speed with flaps: 48 knots. No flaps: 51 knots<br />
* Flying low (2500' feet or so), I cruise around 140 knots (161 mph) at about 7.3 gph (leaned out)<br />
* Cross country at about 5500' (it's taken a few flights to New England), I cruise around 143 knots (true) at < 7 gph, 2450 rpm fully lean of peak.
* Currently using a 5:1 mixture of mogas:avgas. Engine burns cleaner and, certainly cheaper.
* Empty weight, 1121 pounds.
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<br />Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-80275523859503460202016-10-26T16:42:00.001-05:002016-10-26T16:48:42.468-05:00A final salute to Bob Hoover<i>I wrote the following for my day job. For most of the day when Bob Hoover died, it was the only news site in America reporting on Bob Hoover and, last time I checked, it's the only news site in America where people can share their stories about Hoover. And they did. And they're great. Check the comments section <a href="http://blogs.mprnews.org/newscut/2016/10/bob-hoover-one-of-nations-greatest-pilots-dead-at-94/">here</a>. There's something you don't hear every day.<br />
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(October 25, 2016)<br />
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One of the greatest pilots in the history of aviation <a href="http://www.eaa.org/en/eaa/eaa-news-and-aviation-news/news/10-25-2016-bob-hoover-legendary-pilot-dies-at-age-94" target="_blank">died this morning</a>, according to reports.<br />
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Bob Hoover, a World War II fighter pilot, a former Air Force test pilot, and the chase plane pilot for Chuck Yeager when he broke the sound barrier for the first time, was 94.<br />
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A lot of the greatest pilots who ever lived will tell you that Hoover was the greatest pilot who ever lived.<br />
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<p><a href="https://vimeo.com/80041004">Sabreliner-60 with R.A. "Bob" Hoover over Edwards dry lake bed, shot with GoPro's</a> from <a href="https://vimeo.com/sukhoiwest">Cory Lovell</a> on <a href="https://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p><br />
Having been shot down over Nice, France during his 59th mission in World War II, Hoover spent 16 months as a POW, spending much of the time in solitary confinement as punishment for two dozen escape attempts. Finally, he succeeded just before the end of the war <a href="https://www.eaa.org/en/airventure/eaa-airventure-news-and-multimedia/eaa-airventure-news/eaa-airventure-oshkosh/07-29-2016-bob-hoover-warmly-welcomed" target="_blank">by stealing a German fighter.</a><br />
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<blockquote>Had he remained at the POW camp a few days longer, the Allies likely would have reached him. But now he faced possible extinction at the hands of any friendly pilot who would presume his Focke Wulf was manned by the enemy.<br />
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Hoover said he hugged a cloud ceiling at about 4,000 feet, figuring he would duck up into it if he was spotted by any Allied aircraft. He planned on flying west until he saw signs of Allied territory. “I wanted to see windmills to be sure,” he explained. That would signal friendly Holland.<br />
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By the time he reached Holland, Hoover said, “My gas tank was registering close to zero.” He chose to land while he still had full control of the fighter, and selected an open field. Hoover dropped the fighter’s landing gear and settled in.<br />
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A ditch suddenly loomed ahead, and Hoover said he did not want to end up trapped in a German fighter on its back, where the Allies might not realize an American was inside. He said he “just reached down and sucked up the gear” to get the fighter to stop before tipping into the ditch.<br />
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Hoover said he wondered, “What the heck are you going to do now?” He didn’t have to wait long. “All of a sudden pitchforks came at me from every direction,” Hoover said. Dutch farmers who spoke no English were understandably angry with the man who emerged from the German fighter.<br />
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Providence intervened in the form of a British Army truck approaching. Hoover queried the truck’s occupants: “I hope you can help me. I’m a Yank; they think I’m a Kraut!” With perfect British aplomb, the soldiers whisked Hoover to safety.<br />
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Hoover said he did not consider his actions in escaping to be heroic. “I was no hero. I didn’t do anything but be stupid,” he chuckled. Hoover said, “It’s a stupid story. For about a year and a half I wouldn’t tell anyone that story.” But word got out years later at an air show, and Hoover acknowledged his feat, albeit with disarming self-criticism.</blockquote><br />
<blockquote class="twitter-tweet" data-lang="en"><p lang="en" dir="ltr">We mourn the passing of our friend Robert A. “Bob” Hoover, "The Greatest Stick and Rudder Man Who Ever Lived.” <a href="https://t.co/RNElnHfoMP">pic.twitter.com/RNElnHfoMP</a></p>— SmithsonianAirSpace (@airandspace) <a href="https://twitter.com/airandspace/status/790934142796099586">October 25, 2016</a></blockquote><script async src="//platform.twitter.com/widgets.js" charset="utf-8"></script><br />
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A few years ago, the Federal Aviation Administration tried to ground Hoover, saying he was too old to fly.<br />
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“Possibly in the entire history of the conduct of the airman medical certification program, no one decision has created more controversy,” federal air surgeon Jon L. Jordan wrote later.<br />
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Aviators throughout the world shrieked with outrage until the FAA relented. Many of them had seen his famous air show act, which he performed with both engines on his plane turned off.<br />
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In 2012, a pilot in a P-51 ran out of options when his landing gear malfunctioned. He'd tried everything to deploy it but nothing worked.<br />
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Officials tracked down Hoover by telephone, <a href="https://www.aopa.org/news-and-media/all-news/2012/february/29/stricken-p-51-lands-with-help-from-a-legend-bob-hoover" target="_blank">then patched him in to the pilot of the stricken pilot.</a><br />
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<blockquote>“Boot enough rudder there at landing gear down speeds, get a side load on it, it would force it out and into the locked position,” Hoover said. “I’ve been there, I’ve done that a couple of times.”<br />
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Jeanes, on the phone from Dallas to Hoover in Los Angeles, encouraged Gardner to keep trying the maneuvers over Mobile Bay. “Just slip it, skid it, yaw it, whatever you have to do to get some air under the door.”</blockquote><br />
It worked. The landing gear deployed and the pilot landed the P-51 safely.<br />
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In 2010, Hoover delivered the Charles Lindbergh lecture at the Smithsonian Air & Space Museum.<br />
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With his death, it's safe to say the nation will likely never hear first-hand stories like this again.<br />
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Years before I learned how to fly, I remember we were driving back East -- probably 1992 -- and as my wife drove I was reading the Star Tribune account of the big Oshkosh air show, which I'd never attended. I recall reading aloud to her the description of Bob Hoover's performance, in which he shut off both engines to his plane and then spent the next -- I don't know -- what seemed like 10 or 15 minutes flying close to the ground, pulling up, rolling, diving, and eventually landing and rolling to a stop exactly at show center.<br />
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It is the first and only time in my life I've read a dispatch in a newspaper, or anywhere else, and couldn't believe the wonder of it all. I was like a kid from 50 years earlier, reading about the exploits of larger-than-life people like Lindbergh.<br />
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In <a href="http://www.airspacemag.com/history-of-flight/simply-the-best-10490510/" target="_blank">a 2010 tribute in Smithsonian's Air & Space Magazine</a>, air show pilot Debbie Gary provided a more accurate description:<br />
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<blockquote>The first time I saw Bob Hoover fly I was a new show pilot standing next to the great Curtis Pitts and hoping for words of wisdom. It was March 1972, and Pitts and I were watching the airplane he created perform at Miami’s Tamiami Airport. The sky was a frenzy of tiny Pitts Specials panting through snap rolls and outside loops. It was noisy, and Pitts said nothing during the performance. Even after the airplanes landed and Hoover taxied out, Pitts was quiet—until Hoover, on takeoff, rolled the twin-engine Shrike Commander. It was as graceful and fluid as a cat stretching its back. The show tempo shifted from salsa to whipped cream. Pitts turned and grinned at me. “Have you ever seen anything so smooth?” he asked.<br />
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For the next 20 minutes, we watched North American Rockwell’s big, beautiful cross-country transport flow through giant loops and vertical climbs, four-point rolls and half Cuban eights. Two engines roared, then only one, but the airplane kept dancing. When the second engine stopped, the roar became a glider’s whoosh. The airplane swept past in a deadstick loop, followed by an eight-point roll, then waltzed down to the landing: LEFT two-three, RIGHT two-three, LEFT two-three—the wings banked steeply as one tire kissed the runway, skated, rolled, then lifted as the wings banked the other way, and that wheel skated, rolled…. “Now that’s flying,” Pitts said to me as Hoover, still without power, maneuvered up the runway and onto the taxiway, stopped precisely at show center, then climbed out in his business suit and waved his straw hat at the cheering crowd.</blockquote><br />
Hoover once demonstrated how to pour iced tea while he rolled his airplane, spilling not a drop and inspiring other aviators to try the same thing with varying results.<br />
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<blockquote class="twitter-tweet" data-lang="en"><p lang="en" dir="ltr">A Bob Hoover inspired moment! <a href="https://t.co/h3S2b0DdoJ">pic.twitter.com/h3S2b0DdoJ</a></p>— Mike Gibbins (@MikeGibbins2) <a href="https://twitter.com/MikeGibbins2/status/787022671716442112">October 14, 2016</a></blockquote><script async src="//platform.twitter.com/widgets.js" charset="utf-8"></script><br />
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“We lost a true, one-of-a-kind aviation hero today," Jack Pelton, the CEO of EAA said today. "We all knew of Bob’s incredible aviation career and witnessed his unmatched flying skills. It was Bob Hoover as a person that also made him legendary. He was a true gentleman and unfailingly gracious and generous, as well as a good friend of EAA through the years. We can only hope to use his lifelong example as a pilot and a person as a standard for all of us to achieve.”<br />
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"Bob Hoover brought great richness to the aviation experience, and he leaves behind a legacy of heroic caring and sharing with the general aviation community," Mark Baker, the president of the Aircraft Owners and Pilots Association, said. "The first time I met Bob, I was seated next to him at an aviation event, my 8-year-old son by my side. Bob both spoke and listened to his aviation dreams. He offered encouragement and some great stories. And though my son is long since grown, neither he nor I have ever forgotten that an aviation legend gave a child who dreamed of flying his full attention and encouraged him to dream even bigger. Bob Hoover was so much more than a great pilot. He was a great man and a model for what our community can and should be." <br />
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In his 94 years, Hoover met Orville Wright, Eddie Rickenbacker, Charles Lindbergh, Jimmy Doolittle, Chuck Yeager, Jacqueline Cochran, and Neil Armstrong, spanning the golden age of flight. <br />
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His plane resides in the Smithsonian's Air and Space museum.<br />
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<strong>Related:</strong> <a href="http://airportjournals.com/bob-hoover-a-calm-voice-in-the-face-of-disaster/" target="_blank">Bob Hoover: A Calm Voice In The Face Of Disaster</a> (Airport Journals)Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-64384068551942889712016-08-31T09:43:00.000-05:002016-08-31T09:43:43.716-05:00Welcome to Minnesota! Now go away!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-1p80aE4uTqIp0ZNw7lctr-EiPSJyKQ6X5PaqZki5KNagwZ85gp2oh3kpJmnPxYUU6sBQyYEiGZ4OEWMVHxNugKmFF8xhFbF1dTpIsoRwyIITSPi1Z0Pgr1sRxpf2lkrlPqaAQH7DSm8G/s1600/piney.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-1p80aE4uTqIp0ZNw7lctr-EiPSJyKQ6X5PaqZki5KNagwZ85gp2oh3kpJmnPxYUU6sBQyYEiGZ4OEWMVHxNugKmFF8xhFbF1dTpIsoRwyIITSPi1Z0Pgr1sRxpf2lkrlPqaAQH7DSm8G/s640/piney.jpg" width="640" height="360" /></a><br />
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You must have to be a patient and forgiving sort to live near Roseau, on Minnesota's northern border. People there have to put up with things we non-border people take for granted. The freedom to move around America, for example.<br />
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It took an around-the-country trip by a California teacher to tell me something about my adopted state that I didn't know. There's an airport in Minnesota on which a runway spans two countries, surrounded by some unwelcoming feds.<br />
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For the last few weeks, Scott Chastain has been writing installments in his travelogue of last month's journey, during which he flew his homebuilt airplane -- an RV-8 -- around America, dropping in at small airports to discover the sort of wonders that mostly small towns possess. He eschewed hotels and depended on the kindness of people.<br />
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"What do you have in Solon Springs?" <a href="http://www.vansairforce.com/community/showpost.php?p=1107341&postcount=137" target="_blank">he asked a resident</a> of that northwest Wisconsin town.<br />
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"We have a Dairy Queen," the man replied.<br />
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Lesson: People are proud of what they have in their towns, as well they should be.<br />
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Along his journey, he encountered plenty of kindness, flying without any sort of plan of where he'd end up on any day.<br />
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And then he made it to Minnesota.<br />
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"There wasn't a whole lot underneath me but marshland, lakes, and tundra as far as the eye could see," he writes.<br />
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He wanted to land at <a href="http://www.airnav.com/airport/48y" target="_blank">Piney Pinecreek Border Airport</a>, which is shared by Piney, Manitoba, and Pinecreek, Minn.<br />
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The airport once resided entirely within the United States, but when the runway needed extending, it could go only go across the 49th parallel.<br />
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When Chastain visited, his string of welcoming encounters around America ended.<br />
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"It was like something out of a dystopian novel," he said on Van's Air Force.<br />
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<blockquote>I was wiping down the Dove, enjoying the beautiful greenery and the rolled-up hay bales, when suddenly an SUV with U.S. Customs markings pulled up. Leaving the engine running, an officer stepped out wearing combat fatigues and body armor.<br />
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He was a young guy. He didn't look happy. In fact, he looked pretty stone-faced and too serious for his own good. I looked at his uniform. Stitched over his heart was the name, Miller.<br />
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“Good morning!” I greeted him. I was in a great mood. Then that guy showed up.<br />
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“Where are you coming in from?” he asked me. He looked at me like he was about to reach for his gun.<br />
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“Duluth,” I told him.<br />
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“Well, we don’t open until nine o’clock. Why didn't you announce yourself coming in?”<br />
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I told him that I did announce myself. I told him that I announced myself 5 miles out, then on the 45-entry for runway 15. Didn't he hear me?<br />
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Then he told me that I should have called ahead on the phone to let him know that I was coming. He repeated to me that the airport wasn't open until nine-o’clock, and that I should have called him before landing.<br />
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“Yes, sir,” was all I could say. I felt like I was on the verge of being ordered to lie face-down on the pavement with my hands behind my head or something.<br />
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Then officer Miller told me, “Look. You see those tanks right there?” He was pointing at the fuel farm. I told him that, yes, I saw them. “Well if you walk past those, you’re in Canada, and you’re gonna be in trouble. Then if you try to walk back, you’re gonna be in even more trouble. You can use the restroom and get fuel if you need it, but stay on this side of the tanks. Got it?”</blockquote>The reality and law is that Chastain was free to fly into the airport at any time he wanted. He's an American, traveling on American soil. He didn't need permission to use the restroom. He didn't need permission to land. He didn't need permission to buy fuel.<br />
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While the Customs office only opens at 9 a.m., Chastain wasn't crossing a border (he would have if he'd traveled farther down the runway). Chastain was free to move about America.<br />
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<blockquote>“Okay, thanks,” I said. “Have a great day.” He didn’t reply. He just got into his SUV and drove off. That’s when I decided to use the restroom and get out of there before he changed his mind again and came back to arrest me, for God knew what.<br />
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I quickly climbed back into the plane and strapped in. It was clear that I was unwelcome and I could not wait to get out of there. Why in the world was there a rotating beacon and a lighted runway if you could only land there at certain times of the day?<br />
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I cranked the Dove over and rolled forward. As I was taxiing out, I saw the SUV racing toward the tarmac again. It was 9:00. There was a Piper coming in on final, and I waited for him to clear the runway before I back-taxied to runway 33. I didn't waste any time blasting out of there. As I pulled the Dove back around and headed for Roseau, I looked down and saw Miller walking up to the Piper. A family was getting out of the plane, and I felt sorry for them.</blockquote>In the rest of Minnesota, we have a freedom of movement we take for granted. Along Minnesota's northern border, the law-abiding are suspect.<br />
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I apologized to Chastain for the attitude my state showed him. But it was all good, he said. His next stop was Roseau, and <a href="http://www.vansairforce.com/community/showpost.php?p=1107916&postcount=150" target="_blank">he got to tour the Polaris plant</a>.<br />
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Welcome to America.<br />
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If you have time to kill today, there are few better ways to spend it than reading his travelogue, <a href="http://www.vansairforce.com/community/showthread.php?t=140836" target="_blank">which starts here.</a>Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-65046920948187905852016-08-19T09:03:00.000-05:002016-08-19T09:03:03.657-05:00Exploring the #3 cylinder<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1I1X_VIQsw5-XLIEuQiCAf-_R_L5xXZ5DpUw5RHxLZqShKUbAoETB4U-qWfAGT2gPO98DQxd9e_OdtE_LCAh55Lr1qfPnAjbzaMQgnqmFJuVbZ2e8OBjbPxEI_6_ZQNg2RjENb5RepHS6/s1600/ring.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1I1X_VIQsw5-XLIEuQiCAf-_R_L5xXZ5DpUw5RHxLZqShKUbAoETB4U-qWfAGT2gPO98DQxd9e_OdtE_LCAh55Lr1qfPnAjbzaMQgnqmFJuVbZ2e8OBjbPxEI_6_ZQNg2RjENb5RepHS6/s640/ring.jpg" width="640" height="453" /></a><br />
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Come with us now as we explore the mysteries of the cylinder!<br />
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As I mentioned earlier, I was a little non-plussed that the compression in the #3 cylinder had fallen to 71/80, when it was 79/80 or so in January.<br />
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I couldn't find any reason for it. I didn't hear any air escaping during test, although I don't have very good hearing and I was kind of busy holding the prop under pressure to keep it from spinning.<br />
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So I bought a boroscope, the one Kevin Horton recommended on Van's Air Force -- the <a href="http://www.oasisscientific.com/vividia-va-400-rigid-usb-articulating-borescope-videoscope-inspection-camera.html">Vividia VA-400</a>, which I think is a pretty nice piece of equipment for $149.<br />
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Last evening I had a look. Here, go on a 12-minute tour if you can stay awake.<br />
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As I was playing with the thing, my pal, Mike Hilger -- you probably know him from SteinAir -- stopped by. Mike is an A&P and looked at things and said things looked OK. We did note some carbon buildup, but he suggested flying for another 10 hours and checking the compression again because it's not unusual for these sorts of things to disappear.<br />
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Fine. I buttoned things up.<br />
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I posted the video -- a much shakier video -- on Facebook and another A&P (at least I think he's an A&P) said "pull that jug and fix the the broken ring."<br />
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What broken ring?<br />
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I don't know what a broken ring looks like but apparently he sees something there that others don't.<br />
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So I'm looking for analysis from other people who know what to look for.<br />
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For the record, I've noticed no increase in oil consumption.Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-41457625469712196642016-08-14T15:55:00.001-05:002016-08-14T15:55:24.389-05:00Checking oilI flew back to visit my mother in Massachusetts last week, which put about 15 hours on the tachometer (I don't have a Hobbs meter) and put my oil change slightly over schedule at 55 hours.<br />
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So over the weekend I changed the oil and filter and tested out the new oil filter cutter I bought at Oshkosh.<br />
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It's a horribly messy process but eventually I cut the paper out of the filter to examine. <br />
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Here's what I saw. See those two flecks? There are about four of them total. I'm not convinced they didn't come off my workbench when I rolled out the paper on a paper towel and stared separating each fold to inspect with a magnifying glass and magnet.<br />
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The magnet didn't pick anything up.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk3M2Z7S6LLC6SJxHYHlC6HtTGNny6mFThLEhdAo4M54yaE9k-bcLptDwq1-5TL38pcKlrdTqlldIXsNMwgqYuzfaj0FImQXAEjkwoNeAR_BGV2xC_8IjYIsqz4ZQ0bp89ZjnRiBQ4yasg/s1600/IMAG0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk3M2Z7S6LLC6SJxHYHlC6HtTGNny6mFThLEhdAo4M54yaE9k-bcLptDwq1-5TL38pcKlrdTqlldIXsNMwgqYuzfaj0FImQXAEjkwoNeAR_BGV2xC_8IjYIsqz4ZQ0bp89ZjnRiBQ4yasg/s640/IMAG0001.jpg" width="640" height="360" /></a><br />
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I also pulled out the new compression tester and found the #3 cylinder at 71/80, which is pretty pathetic seeing as how it was 79/80 six months ago at the annual condition inspection.<br />
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However, it's possibly I'm doing this wrong. My friend, Brad,is going to bring is equipment over some evening this week and we'll try it again.<br />
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I can't say the engine has been running rough but I've never been convinced the #3 is entirely healthy, so we'll see. I did notice that as I dialed up the air regulator on the compression tester, the right gauge wasn't moving until the pressure at the regulator went to about 30 and then it snapped up. I wonder if that might be indicative of a stuck exhaust valve and the pressure popped it closed?Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-26921765779882221182016-08-10T12:20:00.000-05:002016-08-10T12:20:09.372-05:00A flight across AmericaI just got back from taking my RV-7A up to my hometown for the third time and I never fail to return without marveling at the capability of the machine.<br />
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I also never fail to marvel at the changing topography of the country as you go from the upper Midwest to the northeast. I think that because it's so populated, people think New England is wall-to-wall people. I'm here to tell you there are a lot of forests in New England and it doesn't take a flatlander pilot long to think, "Holy crap! If I lose my engine now I've got problems."<br />
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Here's a video of my return flight.<br />
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You have a lot of time to think on a 1,034 mile flight. For one thing, I wish I'd put in the full<a href="http://www.vansairforce.net/articles/TruTrakInstallRV8/"> DigiFlight II</a> two-axis autopilot instead of the DigiTrak single-axis one. I leave the navigating to the autopilot, but I have to continually adjust altitude and, the RV-7 being a twitchy kind of plane, it's a workload to stay level, even with a manual trim. I thought of this as I realized on the trip that I don't spend a lot of time looking at the sites below. I spend a lot of time holding altitude and monitoring engine systems.<br />
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But it would've cost me another $1,500 or so and that's money I didn't have then and don't have now. <br />
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The other takeaway from the trip is my hometown's insistence on making the same decisions that have gotten it into its predicament as a declining mill town. It got some federal money so it's building a nice new terminal building. The old one was cramped but it had an airport restaurant and people all over New England flew in for breakfast. I presume they might've even bought some gas even though the price there has always been unreasonable to me.<br />
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They're not going to allow the restaurant to open in the new building, which will be mostly empty. There'll be some vending machines, I'm told.<br />
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So fewer people will come, fewer people will buy gas and the glitzy new building won't make the pilots who do come notice the weeds on the ramp and the cracks in the taxiway. If you own a nose-gear RV, you best taxi slowly.<br />
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When I arrived yesterday morning to leave, the place was locked up tight. It was 7:30 a.m. on a weekday. So I hopped a construction fence after throwing my computers, luggage, and headphones over. <br />
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I didn't pay the $30 in parking fees for the time I was there because there was no one to take money. Maybe I'll send it to them. Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-25035915491074611642016-07-11T11:15:00.001-05:002016-07-11T11:16:37.264-05:0060 seconds over the St. CroixEvery summer, the recreations of the Nina and Pinta, two of the planes in Cristopher Columbus' arsenal, sail up the Mississippi and St. Croix River to Hudson, Wis. Why, I do not know but it seemed like a good chance to take a look from the air.<br />
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They're small. Really small. So small they're not that interesting from the air.<br />
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But RV-7A's are.<br />
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Switch to HD settings are you'll miss the darn ships.<br />
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<iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/DFwS31VFJWY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-18611914817825782152016-04-23T10:18:00.001-05:002016-04-23T11:41:56.123-05:00Hello, down there!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5wGJdPheUgn6OqJydk85WBriliE6N1Bcjnd85nUxvo5JNRxhtWrEWTIgnVy9xmitJ2ajHw-XipUKM3J5_TARjGd5pPy_OSiDwCD0tDIt4VaU5H9cTZd_4FHmR1mkz2e1Y1h6GEn3cthtm/s1600/IMAG0515.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5wGJdPheUgn6OqJydk85WBriliE6N1Bcjnd85nUxvo5JNRxhtWrEWTIgnVy9xmitJ2ajHw-XipUKM3J5_TARjGd5pPy_OSiDwCD0tDIt4VaU5H9cTZd_4FHmR1mkz2e1Y1h6GEn3cthtm/s640/IMAG0515.jpg" /></a><br />
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I think more than anything else, the best part about flying is picking out a rural airport on the sectional map, and then flying there just to see who's there. So this evening I flew to<a href="http://www.airnav.com/airport/3T3"> Boyceville, WI., (3T3)</a> about 45 air miles from South St. Paul. It was a beautiful evening for a flight, and I picked up Mpls Approach on the way to help navigate around parachutists in Baldwin.<br />
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And, surprise, there was a plane in the pattern at this airport with a postage stamp-size-wide runway. A man was giving his grandson rides in a Cessna 150.<br />
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There's no taxiway there so he said he'd go ahead and land. Originally he was going to leave the pattern and let me in, which is typical Wisconsin small-airport hospitality, I've found. But I waved him on in and he landed then pulled off into the grass and invited me to come on down. He said later that he wanted to sit with his grandson and watch me land. <br />
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I landed and then we both turned and back-taxied to the hangar area where I got out to stretch my legs.<br />
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Greg was his name and he really liked my airplane. <br />
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He showed me his airplane, which was a doll, too, and pointed out the tires, which showed no tread. <br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQxV5w0Ipbv0fBqBgBF6Zg6eKz6Ws0KI1bAW5OvQiN4akncXArolG9Wh6X995zrOYAQ6__FOAy69AN9sEtqfuIG6Wjpjx-QDcVXL51ObrDDtNLzO2-Vz_NsumjQ7fSG4VMtdC8KV2417nH/s1600/IMAG0513.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQxV5w0Ipbv0fBqBgBF6Zg6eKz6Ws0KI1bAW5OvQiN4akncXArolG9Wh6X995zrOYAQ6__FOAy69AN9sEtqfuIG6Wjpjx-QDcVXL51ObrDDtNLzO2-Vz_NsumjQ7fSG4VMtdC8KV2417nH/s640/IMAG0513.jpg" /></a><br />
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"I flew it all last summer," he said. "I teach and I had a young man from Alaska here wanting to earn as many ratings as he could." <br />
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The student earned his private pilot license, went back to Alaska (Wasilla, for the record) and is a checkride away from having his instrument rating.<br />
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He said he bought his plane from his son, who works for Compass Airlines. I said that's a well-worn route to the major airlines and told him about several friends who've gone that way, as if I was telling him something he didn't already know.<br />
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He knew.<br />
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"Want to see my last flight" and he pulled out his iPhone and showed me a picture of a globe with a big line. He had flown a few days ago from Detroit to Shanghai on a route that took him directly over the North Pole. <br />
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He's a captain for Delta, flying 747s internationally.<br />
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He showed me his pictures of the North Pole ice sheet and told me about flying that route, on which his only emergency runway would've been Norway, which you wouldn't think would be sort of on the way to Shanghai by way of the North Pole, but then again we think of the world in up, down, left, right directions.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ6r3WClKGgWU_phdEbnizgrrHd15nWItZxpcLxh-zRHZw3ZNBkLOVkAkHMas4V6fQfpxrmd-dRqU_Q0kd1a2PQo1KZxf4ma0MzIFIY2IgctgByVcs2n8Qqt_OzEXMppELi6xExMpNp6yA/s1600/IMAG0517.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ6r3WClKGgWU_phdEbnizgrrHd15nWItZxpcLxh-zRHZw3ZNBkLOVkAkHMas4V6fQfpxrmd-dRqU_Q0kd1a2PQo1KZxf4ma0MzIFIY2IgctgByVcs2n8Qqt_OzEXMppELi6xExMpNp6yA/s640/IMAG0517.jpg" /></a><br />
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He said he was surprised to find that enroute and very near the exact North Pole, there's a base of some sort. "I think it's the Brits," he guessed. <br />
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"Could you land there?" I asked, wondering just how long a runway has to be to handle a 747.<br />
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"I could if I had to," he said of the 9,000 foot runway he saw.<br />
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He pointed out something else in the photos he took. From the vantage point of the front seat of a 747, he saw the curvature of the earth.<br />
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"Imagine how few who've ever walked this planet have seen any of this?" I said, repeating what my RV flying pal, Brad, had said to me as we climbed above some scattered clouds on the way home from Oshkosh a few years ago.<br />
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I've been talking to people I didn't know for years as part of my day job <a href="http://blogs.mprnews.org/newscut/2008/08/denver_diaries_radar_jumps_the/">(I found "Radar O'Reilly" </a>in a Denver McDonald's some years ago) and it never disappoints me. <br />
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The conversation was fascinating and we made plans to get together at some point this summer so he could also enjoy the view from an RV-7A. I've never flown a 747, but he's never flown an RV-7A, he said. <br />
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As for the grandson, he was unimpressed, refusing all offers to sit in my plane, or even look at it.<br />
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"I like my grandfather's plane better," he said. Seven-year-olds don't yet realize yet that an airplane can't sense betrayal.<br />
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I walked back to the spurned machine for the ride into a setting sun.<br />
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"Next time you come," the kid said, "I'm still not going to sit in your plane."<br />
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"Fair enough, kid," I thought to myself. "You can never go wrong with grandpa anyway."Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-34751767720519219012016-04-13T16:51:00.001-05:002016-04-13T16:59:21.085-05:00Pilots rally to provide a lift to a Kenyan man with a dreamWhen last we heard of Gabriel Nderitu, whom <a href="http://blogs.mprnews.org/newscut/2010/10/the_limits_of_passion/" target="_blank">we first heard about here</a>, the man from Kenya with a dream to fly had tried to coax his homebuilt airplane into the sky for a 14th time. And for a 14th time, <a href="http://blogs.mprnews.org/newscut/2015/10/the-limits-of-passion-revisited/" target="_blank">he got a close up look at</a> terra firma. <br />
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That was last summer and he's been earthbound since. He's a magnificent man minus a flying machine.<br />
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It's not for lack of passion, nor lack of trying. Like many things in Kenya, it's for lack of resources.<br />
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"Would somebody please help this man... before he hurts himself?" a Wisconsin pilot posted last summer on an aviation bulletin board.<br />
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And people did, a testament to the beauty of the Internet, and the willingness of people to be people.<br />
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As it happened, another member of the forum, run by Oshkosh's Experimental Aircraft Association, is Matthew Long, who also lives in Kenya but had never met Nderitu. He offered to organize a drive to collect as much knowledge about homebuilt aircraft (<a href="http://blogs.mprnews.org/newscut/2012/06/5x8_-_6412/" target="_blank">people around here</a> seem to know a thing or two about the subject) and somehow get it into Nderitu's hands.<br />
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"With a per-capita income of about $1,400 in Kenya vs. about $55,000 in the USA, most people in Kenya are accessing the internet via cheap phones and pay-by-the-MB cellular plans so they are just able to skim the surface, not really dive in. So for Gabriel and most of the rest of the world, the information access that we take for granted just isn't there," Long said.<br />
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It's taken almost six months of effort, but pilots donated books about aerodynamics and airplane construction to Nderitu, who, while an educated man (he's in the information technology field), didn't actually understand enough about why airplanes fly.<br />
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One Twin Cities pilot sent almost a dozen books on gliders and instructions on building planes to Long. The EAA donated the books "Practical Lightplane Design and Construction for the Amateur", EAA Gas Welding, and EAA Sheet Metal Building Basics books. Some airplane-themed T-shirts and hats were included; inspiration has to look the part.<br />
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All that was left was for Long, who lives in Nairobi, to find Nderitu, who doesn't.<br />
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Last Saturday, however, Nderitu and Long connected.<br />
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<blockquote>All,<br />
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I am pleased to say that, while it took some time for many reasons, I was finally able to connect with Gabriel Nderitu yesterday and pass on to him the Fly Baby plans and patch, EAA hat and t-shirt, many books and welding DVD that everyone had sent. Thanks to Kim, Ron, Pete and Charlie (for EAA) for the generous donations. <br />
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Gabriel has gotten his self-designed aircraft down to 130 kg (287 lb) empty without the engine, so it's still too heavy to fly with the engine he now has, which is a Hirth F33. He has a wooden prop cut down to size for him by Tennessee Props as well as an Ultraprop, so he is happy with his powerplant but is considering redesigning his plane for partial fabric covering to shed weight.<br />
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Talking with Gabriel I found an aviation enthusiast with quite a bit of knowledge but also handicapped by a lack of resources and others to bounce around ideas with. I will keep in touch with him and encourage him to join this and other groups that might be able to help.<br />
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Cheers from Nairobi!<br />
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Matthew<br />
</blockquote>Maybe Gabriel will achieve his dream of flight someday, maybe not. Many of his neighbors watch his attempts and laugh at his folly. But he now has the knowledge to build a plane at his fingertips, courtesy of<a href="http://www.smithsonianmag.com/ist/?next=/smart-news/after-36-years-archivists-finally-found-wright-brothers-airplane-patent-180958649/"> two brothers from Dayton</a> who heard similar laughter, and present-day pilots who know how to make it stop.Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-82652194036647292302016-02-13T22:14:00.000-06:002016-02-13T22:14:45.228-06:00The winter of our contentThis has been, you might have, heard an unusual winter. The grey and clouds of November have hung around for most of the winter in the Upper Midwest. Even when it's been clear enough to fly, it's been unusually choppy.<br />
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Today was different. I was supposed to give my pal, Fareed Guyout, a ride up to St. Cloud today for the big <a href="http://blogs.mprnews.org/newscut/2016/02/this-weekend-trivia-is-serious-business-in-st-cloud/">Trivia Weekend at KVSC</a>, but his boy is sick and so that got scrubbed. Since I'd already plugged in the nifty Reiff Preheating System, the oil was sitting at 100 degrees on a day when it was -15C. It seemed like a waste of good electricity.<br />
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So I took it down to Lake Pepin to see what the ice house people were up to today. It was gorgeous day to fly.<br />
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Be sure to select HD.<br />
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<iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/MxwTOJwnkBA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041272795548534045.post-81561524025562851662016-01-01T16:40:00.001-06:002016-01-01T16:40:30.335-06:00Fixing the leaky RV-7A tank<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitBVHtLlvd5aF7_2KP8YzYo7NerIfqCR6GQyJD1mqnbyYuQ32iUkdMuvMDRIEWQ7YKQQsCew0yCzyAFPiIMxWhUlkSF2Knznlvom4F7IKiLGpyY-mkWaamGBhCR-1zRVaiD0KzaeB6GTbY/s1600/10401110_10153874994239216_7912543894061212536_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitBVHtLlvd5aF7_2KP8YzYo7NerIfqCR6GQyJD1mqnbyYuQ32iUkdMuvMDRIEWQ7YKQQsCew0yCzyAFPiIMxWhUlkSF2Knznlvom4F7IKiLGpyY-mkWaamGBhCR-1zRVaiD0KzaeB6GTbY/s640/10401110_10153874994239216_7912543894061212536_n.jpg" /></a><br />
A few years ago I had a leaking rivet on the underside of the left fuel tank on the RV-7A and Doug Weiler of the Twin Cities Builder's Group suggested some ProSeal and a closed rivet. It worked great.<br />
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For the last couple of years, I've had two nagging rivets on the top of the tank which, when the tank is full and pressurized, emits just enough fuel (and it's not much) to put some streaks in my nicely polished plane. <br />
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This was one of the tasks to put off until annual and this week I started on the annual condition inspection, vowing that this one would be the most complete yet.<br />
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So I took the tank off . I didn't have to; it easily could be repaired without doing so, but the underside of a polished fuel tank and inboard wing gets beaten up, so this would also make it easier for me to polish it up on the underside while working at the workbench. I'll probably do the other side too ... polishing, I mean, there are no leaks on that side.<br />
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<iframe width="420" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/lG8IbjFFyz8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Bob Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04422722044859589459noreply@blogger.com0South St. Paul Airport (SGS), 1725 Henry Ave, South St Paul, MN 55075, USA44.8599908 -93.029415621.887845799999997 -134.3380096 67.8321358 -51.720821599999994