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I rented a 15 foot truck with a hitch and a lift gate. This back view at the house shows the yellow lights I mounted at the outboard edges of the spar, which exceed the 8 foot width allowed for normal trailers. Note that the fuselage is sitting normally on the trailer. No tilting or crabbing to try to get the spars inside the 8 feet.
Before moving it, I checked with the local Sheriff's department. A deputy stopped over and had a look at what I was going to do. He said that I would have no problem with either the Sheriff or the State Police, while trailing it down to Canandaigua, a distance of about 30 miles by the back route I was taking,
The garage after the plane has left.
I have a storm drain at the end of my driveway that would cause the trailer to drag as I left the drive, so I exited across my lawn at an angle to allow the trailer to enter the street one wheel at a time and not bottom. It worked, and I had no problems all the way to Canandaigua. But, I have to admit, I didn't go over 40 mph all the way!
Here's my hanger!
I am in the center of the last of 3 T-hangars at the airport. This view is looking back past all three toward the main hangar at the far end, where the terminal, and the main maintenance facility is. It also houses the base and maintenance shops of the local bus service.
It's a long walk to the bathrooms from my hangar! <G> . The rocks on the left border a parking area for automobiles that are visiting. It used to be reached from a side road instead of going in through the electric gate at the terminal, but that side road is now fenced in and has a locked gate ...required by the FAA since 9/11. It was a lot more convenient for me to use that side road, and saved me about a mile in driving around when coming from home here in Henrietta.
It rained most of the morning until I got the truck, but then it held off until everything was safely inside the hangar.
It was bound to happen. As you've probably noticed in the previous pages, I've been moving items back and forth from the hangar to the garage to work on them here at home, where I'm not hampered by the time it takes to drive back and forth to the hangar. Up until recently, I didn't find it necessary to rent another truck, as I borrowed a friend's Explorer (strapping the wing upside down to the roof carrier, for example). But she just bought a new car, and the explorer is no longer available. So what is a guy to do? Well, buy a truck of my own! And, not to have something that everyone else has, I wanted a truck that was a bit different. So, when I saw this one on eBay, and I remembered the five of them I had in my battalion back in the 1960s, I couldn't pass it up! Here is my "new" truck...a 1952 Army M37!
And this was bound to happen as well. Someone made an offer for the truck that I couldn't refuse...so I sold it (sigh). Here are a couple of videos of it being loaded on Nick's trailer, and moving off into the sunset (literally), just as it left here for it's new home in New York City. (Please excuse the "waviness" in the videos...that is due to YouTube's compression). Nick admitted that he hadn't driven a vehicle with a stick shift in years, and it shows in the first video!
So, without the truck, I had to find another way to get the fuselage back down to the airport. When Nick came over to pick up the truck, he offered to move the plane for me as well...so here is a last look at it in front of my house. It is now resting comfortably down in the hangar waiting for me to attach the wings and do the weight and balance and the myriad of other things needed to get it into the air.
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