Dissembling and moving 14L to the Grumman Rejuvenation Spa 
	 
	Now we own 14L.  Now we have to get it broken down and moved the heck 
	out of Dave's hangar, off this airport, and into my home shop 35 miles away. 
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	The vertical tail came off without too much ceremony.  Pretty much 
	every screw in the dorsal was corroded and had to be drilled out; a 
	recurring theme through out the aircraft. 
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	The vertical tail awaiting its next stop. 
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	Getting ready to pull the horizontal.  Of course, we got to contend 
	with the requisite broken and spinning nut plate. 
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	Finally un-fletched. 
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	The shop manual  offers a method of removing the horizontal in in 
	halves.  It includes removing the ten rivets that join the center rear 
	spar halves.  No thanks. 
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	An insurance snafu prevented us from moving the hauling 14L away on the 
	first day.  We did manage to haul away everything but the fuselage, 
	wings, and tail surfaces. 
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	Darryl did some checking around and determined that wing removal was one of 
	those projects that's incredibly simple except for those times when it 
	isn't.  It wasn't.  No pictures.  All 10 hands that were on 
	site to help out were occupied with wiggling, tugging, and ultimately, 
	aching. 
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	Day two.  We rounded up a trailer from a fellow Coot builder a couple 
	of towns away.  It was nearly ideal for our purpose, if a little 
	narrow. 
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	We laid a, 8 1/2-foot 2 X 10 under the wheels and patched a ramp together 
	from crating scraps that we found around a nearby dumpster. 
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	A comealongs were routed from either side of the fuselage through tie down 
	rings to a single control point so that one person could evenly tension both 
	sides of the plane while the two other folks controlled the nose. 
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	There's a first time for everything and this was a first for all of use with 
	this particular type of plane and this particular trailer.  We took out 
	time with this phase of the loading process. 
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	Centered on the plank with the main wheel tires tight against the trailer 
	wheel wells.  The sketchiest part of the loading operations was over. 
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	Trailer bed lilted down and locked.  Time to lasso the tai.  A 
	furniture pad and the 1 1/2 foot long 2 X 10 remnant from the main gear 
	plank was sufficient to distribute the load. | 
    
    
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	Winching the tail down.  Given that every failure scenario we could 
	come up with here would be catastrophic at best, we decided to take a 
	belt and suspenders approach to securing the tail. | 
    
    
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	By the time we drove away, we had enough webbing crisscrossing the tail to 
	withstand a 5000 pound load. | 
    
    
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	Nose hoisted aloft, we were ready for final securing. | 
    
    
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	Somehow the daylight slipped away.  Fortunately, the parking lot was 
	well lighted. 
	Friend Steve fashioned a Visqueen cocoon for the engine and, at the last 
	moment, while we were joking about what sort of drogue chute it would turn 
	into, thought to punch a few "speed holes in the nose.  It rode 
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	In a state where the unsecured load law has a victim's name attached to it, 
	we were determined not to find ourselves on the news.   
	 
	I have no idea how many tens of thousands of pounds our strapping job would 
	have born, but we were determined to allow no hopping, sliding, or shifting.  
	The only over-secured load is the one that you don't take anywhere. 
	 
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	Nine hours into the project and ready to roll.  I have long 
	felt that aircraft should only move over the nations roads under cover of 
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	Safely home and winching down the ramp. | 
    
    
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	The rest of the sequence shows us getting 14L bedded down in its new 
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	The poor Coot hull has also been pressed into service as a 
	storage bin.  Merely a temporary arrangement, however.  Eventually 
	they'll be airworthy stablemates serving vastly different and
	
	complementary missions. | 
    
    
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