Wednesday, February 08, 2012

TR6 Trade Part 1

It all started in San Francisco International Airport back in October. I was on what we in the industry call an "airport appreciation break", a three hour unpaid sit between flights where I ran into my old friend Phillip. We have known each other since flight school and have shared many good times together. I even lived with him and his wife Jacque for a few years in Salt Lake City. In passing, Phillip asked if I wanted to buy his 1974 Triumph TR6. He bought the car the same month I bought my original '74 TR6. My response was typical; "Yes, but I don't have any money." Phillip was selling it to fund home repairs for his house before leaving the country. We have done home repair projects together before and the light bulb went off for both of us simultaneously. The conversation went like this; "I'll fix your house for the car." "Why don't you fix the house for the car." "Yeah, I'm serious!" "I know so am I!" "No really, I'm serious!" And on and on... A trip to San Diego to look at the house and the car and a plan was put in motion. I would spend some time avoiding winter in sunny San Diego, Phillip would get his home repairs done, and I would get a TR6 back in the fleet.

Phillip and Jacque's house is a fixer upper to put euphemistically, but they have done an amazing job of making it right. Maybe it is the combined experience they have of fixing up a ton of properties over the years. The house in question is a duplex which as been added onto over and over. It reminded me of the house Homer Simpson built. They live in a two story unit with an upstairs main room, office, bedroom, and bathroom. Downstairs is an unfinished kitchen, main room, bedroom, bathroom, and common area. For the first trip would be helping finish the upstairs bathroom and installing most of the main room trim.

Upstairs Bathroom - Toilet Room







Upstairs Bathroom - Vanity











Upstairs Bathroom - Shower






And of Course Lots of Trimwork



On my second trip I got to work on tiling the stairs. Like most construction, jobs I grossly underestimated the time it would take to level, backer-board, tile, and trim the stairs. Jacque will be grouting and sealing which will save time on my end. The stairway consists of a lower elevated landing, two upper landings connected by a decreasing radius curve, and an upper set of stairs. The curves and angles involved in the landings made for very time consuming work as almost every cut had to be custom in order for the puzzle to fit together in a visually consistent way. The trim job will be similarly methodic on a future trip. A 24 hour stomach flu robbed me of a work day, but Jacque took good care of me. She drove me to the ER in the morning and made sure I was okay when I got discharged as I slept off the bug.

Leveling, Backer-Boarding, & Tiling the Stairs


















As the mud was drying we turned our focus to the downstairs bathroom. The existing bathroom was comprised of a very wide “swingers” tub surrounded by a funky seventies-esque brown tile surround. The fiberglass vanity, framed underneath by 2x4’s, was piss yellow with hand painted butterflies in the sink. It was a sight to behold! An ominous dip in the floor foreshadowed the inevitable rot and mildew caused by the previous builder’s shoddy construction techniques. Jacque, her Dad, and I made short work of gutting the bathroom, leaving only the a lone toilet, for now.

Demo-ing the Downstairs Bathroom










The rot was as expected, a combination of termite and water damage along the tub surround and under the sink. It will need to be completely cutout and re-framed. I’ll get started on that on the next trip.

On to the car. It’s a French Blue 1974 Triumph TR6. Growing up with a father who favored British Sports cars I've always had a love for the TR6. Its long hood, tall wheel arches, and boxy rear end gave it a more masculine and substancal presence than the MGB’s it competed against. It nicely bridged the gap between the entry-level cars of that era and the higher dollar Austin Healey’s and Jaguars. My dream of TR6 ownership came true in 2001 when I found a green ’74 model for an affordable price in Salt Lake City. I road-tripped it back to my home in California without a mechanical hiccup. The TR6’s inline six cylinder engine is based off a tractor engine and is reliable, relatively speaking. Like all British offerings of the 60’s and ‘70’s it does suffer from the “prince of darkness” Lucas electronics and dubious British build quality.

Phillip's TR6



Phillip bought his TR6 about two weeks before I bought mine. The timing of our purchases facilitated a few TR6 rallies on the windy roads in Oakland’s foothills before I moved my car back to Utah. Phillip’s car is far from a perfect example, but will make a good driver with some TLC. The paint has a lot of superficial scratching that will need to be wet sanded out. The panel gaps are large and inconsistent which could either be from a poor job of re-aligning after a frame-off restoration or accident damage (hopefully not the latter). Getting it running is the first order of business. It has been sitting for eighteen months and not run much before that. I started by changing the oil, flushing the fuel, and cleaning the carbs. One brake was seized, but it unfroze with some motivation. After oiling in the cylinders the engine turned over with a light push from behind in 4th gear. I put the spark plugs back in, held my breath and turned the key. The engine rotated freely and the starter sounded strong, but nothing. A blast of starter fluid in each cylinder didn't help either. The carbs appeared to be unclogged and fuel was flowing, so it must be a spark issue. I started with the coil, which tested bad. After replacing that the points tested bad. Out of time and money I left shelved hope of getting running this trip. I’ll order some parts for the next trip and continue the troubleshooting process. Patience is a must when it comes to British mechanics.

Getting to Work











Why bother getting running in San Diego you might ask? Why not just tow it home to my own garage? Because I plan on road tripping it home, top down and without touching a highway, but that’s a future post!

There is a lot of work to be done on both the house and car, but lucky for me I still have a few months of winter left in which to accomplish them. Stay tuned, I’ll post my progress as it happens.

Thursday, February 02, 2012

Parkzone P-51 Mustang

For the last few winters I've endured the downtime when hang gliding, cycling, or even snowboarding is not possible with a remote control aircraft. It's a good way keep my mind sharp and my flying skills polished. Last winter it was the Blade CX2 (here), this winter it's a Parkzone P-51D Mustang.

Parkzone P-51D Mustang



I scored this thing for 60 bucks off Craigslist. It wasn't working, so it was a gamble. I was able to trouble shoot it to the receiver, which was fixed by hacking a good one out of an old foamie slope soarer. It was flying in no time. I was amazed at how great it flew; nice and slow, but snappy enough for basic aerobatics. Here was the first flight with Mark.

First Flight with Mark


In September took it to the Santa Cruz Flats Race hang gliding competition where I flew it almost every day. The comp was held at the Francisco Grande Resort, a ten story building surrounded by green grass and palm trees - perfect flying grounds. The mental break of concentrating on flying the RC did wonders for relieving my stress level during the comp. Jeff and I even flew it at night under the lights of a soccer field. It was nerve racking because the lights turned off at a different time every night. If that happened while the P-51D was in the air it would be lost forever. Jeff and I also snuck onto the roof of the ten story building to fly it in the mornings and evenings. The stakes were high landing on the "carrier deck" roof. If I was short it would fall 100 feet to the ground. If I was long it would fall off the other end, 100 feet to the ground. And if that wasn't enough there was a "minefield" of vent tubes sticking up all over the roof. I stuck most of my landings, but a few resulted in controlled crashes that were easily fixed with Shoe Gu, strapping tape, and hotel room keys for splits.

The Francisco Grande Resort


View from Our Room


Roof Top Flying
The 100 foot tall roof was tiny to land on and it was filled with a minefield of vents.



One of a Few "Controlled" Crashes
Note the hotel room key splint forward of the wing from a previous crash.


When I got home I used it to exercise the dogs. Sugar and Molly chased it enthusiastically, while Nana (being the sensitive one) sought the shelter of the nearest human being that wasn't me. Superior Town Park and the Dog Park are my favorite places to fly. Both are surrounded by tall trees, fences, playgrounds, pedestrians, lakes, and streams. After a particularly bad crash at the dog park I decided to rebuild it with a new fuselage and wing. When I did so I lengthened the ailerons in increase the roll rate and added a rudder. The rebuilt P-51D flew great. The new fuselage was much lighter without being weighed down by Shoe Gu. I took advantage of this by mounting the Go Pro HD in the old canopy section. It was seriously overweight with the Go Pro, but if I minded my speed and kept it fast it flew great. Right up until I crashed it (again) at the dog park!

Terminal Wing Damage


New Airframe


Installing Metal Gear Servos


Lengthening the Ailerons



Rebuilt with Full Span Ailerons and a Rudder



Go Pro Mounted in the Old Canopy Section




Go Pro Mounted Flight in Superior Town Park


Go Pro Mounted Flight at the Dog Park
(Crash at the End)



The Carnage
(I'll rebuild it)