My friend Bob was nice enough to invite me to wipe oil and gather tools in support of doing run checks for his 1945 Grumman TBM-3 Avenger. Oh yeah, too cool!
I got there around 1030 and the prop turns were underway. I passed up a couple gallons of lubrication oil to the assistant mechanic and generally made myself sort of useful. It was a great feeling to be back in a Navy Hangar doing flight line type of stuff, just like 30 years ago.
|Turns complete, oily mess has leaked on the deck.|
|Gun Turret needs a seat with a crewman!|
|I passed oil and gathered empties|
|Just two car batteries to keep the electrical system working.|
|Radial Engine. The Harley of the skies.|
|Navy Tow Tractor|
|Everybody stopped work to watch a piece of aviation history in motion.|
|The Owner is getting tired of waiting...|
|Finally on the Flightline!|
What a great day. It was like being 19 years old, again. The Navy folks didn't talk to me but I know they were wondering who I really was. (Running back and forth with rags, wearing a very noticeable swiss watch and wearing old Raybans...) It was a great day for this old guy!