" Let me go open it up for you..." he says, and suddenly I have total access. Cool. Tony heads back inside, and I'm all alone with the airplane.
That's the active control tower, BTW...
She's in a pretty sorry state, but just about everything is still here. There are even some suitcases... and look; the flight deck is not barricaded!
It's sad that no restoration has been done to this big old girl, but on the other hand, it has a certain grubby majesty in this state. Having all the gauges still installed makes all the difference. I get the feeling that I've stumbled across this beast in an abandoned airfield... and as far as piston aircraft are concerned, KTEB sort of qualifies... it's all very bittersweet.
I take a seat in the captain's throne, which unfortunately no longer moves forward enough for me to comfortably place my feet on the pedals. Yokes are locked, too... but a little imagination is sufficient to send me back in time for a little while.
Lots of toggle switches and incandescent lights, just the way I like it:
Next: more of the Martin...













