Ah, the diversion. Pilots everywhere know the
concept--things didn't work out exactly as planned, so you had to divert to an
airport other than the intended destination. Depending on the flight and
circumstances, this might be a simple selection of predetermined options or it
might mean some serious thinking on your feet.
As it turns out, aircraft maintenance projects operate in a fairly
similar manner. You start down one path, figure out that you can't
complete the task, and then try to find something to do. Your diversion
might be caused by a lack of parts, a lack of documentation, changing schedules
or priorities, or who-knows-what. It's part of the process, albeit an
occasionally frustrating one.
Making "friends" with new and exciting chemicals is part of the process |
A few weeks ago, I thought I would be covering the rudder the next
weekend. This was alternately exciting
and terrifying, as it was the final control surface to be covered, but I was
supposed to do it with minimal to no supervision. Well, life happened and a repair to the lower
trailing edge didn’t get made by the weekend.
That was disappointing but, it turns out, there is no shortage of work
to be done when recovering the fuselage of a 70-year-old airplane. Alternate plans were formulated and the
weekend was spent prepping and priming both aluminum and steel parts. All of the aluminum parts, save for the
cowls, that could be primed at this point were, along with a majority of the
steel parts.
Rough baggage panels were cut (they’ll need to be custom-fitted to
my quirky little Cub), parts were organized, more Scotch-Brite consumed, more
MEK accidentally and regrettably inhaled.
All these things are important and better done now than when the
excitement of getting ready to reassemble the airplane arrives, but you still
miss visible and tangible progress.
Nevertheless, you keep plugging along and finding another project to
divert your attention to, because any progress is better than no progress.
Some day this is going to pretty awesome. |
The whole approach reminds me of one of the most frustrating trips
I ever took by airplane. It was March
2011 and I was taking a Super 18 down to Sun ‘n’ Fun, or, rather, I was trying
mightily to. Weather confounded us at
every turn, with a massive tornado-producing system in front of us and a spring
snow storm chasing us. It was during
this trip I learned the art of “airport appreciation time,” as we sat for full
days at a time watching radar in FBO lobbies, napping on couches, and borrowing
courtesy cars. Every opportunity to move
was taken, though we really only ended up where we planned about 20% of the
time. Every mile in the general
direction of Florida and/or better weather was progress, however frustrating
and slow it was. And, just like poking
along at minor airplane projects, there were bright spots to be found when you
looked for them. In the case of the
ill-fated Sun ‘n’ Fun trip, it was finding great people, good food, and
story-telling material. In the case of
the Oklahoma Kid’s ongoing fuselage recover, it’s sometimes being able to put
away a primed part, knowing it will be ready to go when the time finally comes
to make things yellow.
As Tim Gunn would say, "Make it work!" Or, in aircraft projects, "Make something--ANYTHING--happen!" |
In sum, there’s a lot you can do and a lot you can learn when
you’re forced to make a choice. In
flying slow, VFR-only airplanes, that can mean figuring out how to make 30
miles of progress at a time. Suddenly
you’ll arrive at your destination, and only because you were willing to figure
out a plan of attack when Plan A didn’t pan out. In aircraft restoration, it may mean finding
some seemingly stupid little task to do just for the sake of putting some time
into the airplane and getting something done.
This approach has served me well so far, though it is definitely
not always easy. There is, however, a
tremendous power in realizing you can figure some things out as you go, that when
life doesn’t go according to plan, you can make a new plan. There’s nothing in your today that dictates
your tomorrow. With that in mind, I
launched off on another venture. I’ve
wanted to get some advanced spin training and learn basic aerobatics since I
first started flying, but I always found something else to focus on. First, there was getting my pilot’s license
to start with, then there was college, and then there was work and trying to
figure out adult life (full disclosure: I still haven’t figured that out yet). Now I’m elbow-deep in an airplane project,
and I realized there is no good time for just about anything. Life is what happens when you’re busy making
other plans, so you might as well dive in and make it happen. With that said, I’ve been busy seeking out
emergency maneuver training/aerobatic scholarships and crafting
applications. I’ve been researching ways
to learn more and how to volunteer so I can see a new side of aviation and all
of that determination is due to life taking its own winding course.
Waiting to go yellow some day . . . |
Necessity is the mother of invention, they say. In my case, a fork in the road is the mother
of decisions. The choices are to not fly
at all during the Cub rebuild process, or to find another way. I don’t know what the outcome of the
scholarship application process will be, but I’m a pretty persistent
person. I’ll find a way to fly one way
or another, whether through scholarships or indentured servitude or possibly
the sale of a kidney. It may or may not
be upside-down right away, but someday I’ll get to do that just like someday
I’ll get to open the hangar door to see my yellow magic carpet again.
P.S. If you have any good
aviation reading suggestions, I’m all ears, especially if it is something
pertaining to learning aerobatics or Cub restoration. I have spare time in the evenings now that I
used to spend flying . . .
--Amy