Dave...the run-up went well. Number three engine was hydraulic locked, which I obvoiusly caught before running it. Once I drained the oil from that one cylinder, everything else went well. Naturally, the engines puked all over the top of the wings, but that's to be expected since they've sat for so long. I'm actually going to clean them up tonight, as I have some more painting to do.
Mustang51...I'm sorry you can't get any of the pictures. I wish I knew what to do to help, but I'm clueless when it comes to that kind of stuff.
Obergrafeter...Hmmm, a SnapOn yardstick.....maybe they'll purchase the idea from me. Yeah, right.
So, here it is, nearly 11:30 p.m. I've been here about an hour now, since I couldn't even make a reasonable attempt at sleeping. I tried and tried, but with no luck, so I came back out here to work. You see, some of my sleeplessness comes from things I discover while going behind folks that have helped work on the airplane. I rarely post the not-so-great things that I have to go back and redo from time to time, as it simply doesn't do anyone much good to post that sort of thing. I also have no intentions of possibly hurting anyone's feelings that may have tried their best to help, but just not gotten it right (I tend to be nit-picky about things sometimes). But a discovery I made this morning (which seems like such a long time ago now), has been eating at me all day and now all night.
Yesterday (Sunday), before running the engines, I put some fuel in the airplane. Not much, only 50 gallons a side. I'll have to drain the fuel later in order to accurately weigh the aircraft, so I only needed enough to do a few engine runs. Anyway, everything looked fine and there were no problems. However, this morning when I got to the hangar, I noticed fuel dripping from under the fuselage. Upon further investigation, I noticed that the fittings for the fuel drain lines from the bottom of the fuel tank, to the sump drains on the lower, right side of the fuselage, were all loose. Not finger loose, but certainly not tight. Fuel had just barely been seeping out of some of them, while others were dripping pretty good.
I was initially just disappointed in the volunteers who had fabricated and put these lines in place, as they told me the job had been completed. I was also disappointed in myself because I hadn't checked the tightness of them, other than going over the B-nuts with my fingers to insure they'd been tightened with a wrench. None of this was the end of the world, however, and I figured that I'd just grab a wrench, tighten the B-nuts up and go on about the rest of my chores. Well, the leaks all stopped, except in one location, right at one of the bottom fuel lines.
I disconnected that line, further up at a union, and capped it. I then disconnected the faulty B-nut and found this........
If you look closely, you'll see a crack in the end of the tubing. Not a small crack, mind you, but a big, honkin' crack that the Queen Mary could pass through (okay, maybe not
that big, but you get the point). This wasn't caused by overtightening, because this B-nut was one of the loose ones. This was caused by faulty manufacturing. I was angry at first, but disappointment took over. Not necessarily disappointment in the volunteers that did this (although there was a bit of it directed towards them), but mostly in me for assuming that they knew what they were doing and not keeping a closer eye on things. These guys were "hydraulic specialists" in one of the Armed Forces and even though they told me they only removed and replaced parts, they should still know right from wrong. I trusted them, based soley on what they do at their day job. I should've kept a closer eye on what was going on.
I cut off the faulty flare and was able to repair the tubing with no real issue, but it's been eating at me all day and now all night that I may have missed something else. But what? Who else has done this type of work on the fuel system. What about the engines? Who worked on that landing gear? Did the right type of fluid go in the hydraulic system? What's difficult about this for me is that I'm ultimately the one responsible for what
everyone does on this airplane. A fella told me a long time ago that "these airplanes were designed to kill people...and they've been doing it ever since." I try my absolute hardest to keep one of the airplanes I've worked on from killing anyone.
This is why I don't sleep.
I recently had one of our volunteers (who's become a friend of mine) tell me that he initially had some reservations about coming down to help me work because he'd heard that I can be a reeeeal *sshole to be around sometimes. Well, I reckon it's situations like I found this morning that make me that way.
So, I'm going to get back out there and get to work. I'm going to look closely over the airplane, as I continue to press on with some of the projects that I'm seriously delinquent on. And if I don't get everything ready by the time this deadline arrives on Saturday, I reckon y'all will at least know that it's likely because I'm having to go back and fix stuff that might get someone hurt otherwise.
I'll holler at y'all later.
Gary