I spent yesterday taking the wings apart and removing them from the fuselage, removing the cowl, side panels, control surfaces, and pulling the engine.
Today I removed the skin.
It was a bittersweet process. I kept thinking about all the history it has experienced since 1965. All the eyes that have gazed upon it. All the hands that have touched it. All the hours it has flown. All the patchwork and paint jobs and miscellaneous maintenance dating back to 1965 when it was deemed airworthy. I took photos from numerous angles, inside and out, so I could always remember what my first airplane looked like.
After the skin was removed, we were able to see the workmanship that went into N11018. There wasn’t a spot of rust anywhere and the welds were solid.