Eight and a half weeks after placing the order, the propeller arrived. It is a thing of beauty. Heavy, expensive beauty.
The box is like eight feet long and weighs ninety pounds. With it sitting like this, there's barely any room to walk. Or store empty beer bottles.
I dragged it over by the wings, and raised it up on some boards so the cardboard doesn't soak up moisture from the concrete garage floor.
For reference, here's the current status of the fuselage:
And the rest of the garage… what a mess.
