Another F/E story...
In my last story, I described fixing an old type entertainment 16 mm film on the 707 of the sixties. Well, that also brought to mind the 8-track type music system on the old 707's. These were of course leading edge back in the day. Today we just smile and enjoy almost endless types of media in-flight. The flight in question was a charter flight from Hartford Connecticut in the northeast USA to Paris. The flight was filled with a large group of young teens from a Catholic school in the Hartford area. Their chaperons were about a half-dozen nuns.
Well wouldn't you know it, some dimwit in JFK loaded the plane with an "R" rated movie. The nuns would have
NO part of that I can tell you. OK, so we had the 15 channels of music, so that should hold them. Soon after we got to cruise, the Purser came to the cockpit to tell us that almost
ALL the music channels were
NOT working, and would we write it up in the log to get fixed.
Wow, an eight hour flight with no entertainment - movie or music!
I was the F/E as you may recall, and I told the Captain I thought I could fix the sound system. The Purser said that no others were able, in the past, to get the system working once in flight. I said, "that's because it will require a bit of work." The Captain said "if you think you can get it to work, have at it."
Well, if you own the
CS 707, you will recall it has 7 fuel tanks and that makes for a busy F/E during most of the trip keeping the tanks in balance. I carried with me a small key-chain timer. I would calculate the burn and set the timer to go off and remind me to check the fuel panel. It worked very well and I almost never had to let it ring since most of the time I was sitting at the panel, watching the fuel.
On many of my "walk-arounds" I would see the ground folks loading the tapes into the entertainment bin in the forward cargo compartment. If you remember the old 8-track cassettes, these were like them but about 18 inches long and wider as well. It was an OK place to put the tapes until the baggage smashers would hurl the bags into the compartment and bang into the entertainment unit.
I set-up the fuel cross feed and set the timer. I told the Captain I would be back in a few minutes. I opened the hatch in the floor just behind the Captain's seat and crawled down into the "lower 41."
I wonder if I could fit into that little tunnel leading into the electronics area, today! The lower 41 is fairly small, with racks of radios and gyros' all over the place and the nose wheel well right smack in the middle. In the 707 the F/E had to descent into the lower 41 to lock the nose wheel if they were extended manually. Pretty archaic and time consuming.
When I reached the aft part of the lower 41 area where the small door into the forward baggage compartment was I looked through the viewing port and could see the bag smashers had piled up a bunch of bags against the door. I un-latched the three locks on the access door into the cargo compartment and pushed the door. It would only move a few inches.
Drat! This was going to be hard to access. I was able to get one arm into the edge of the compartment and push a bag aside. After repeating that many more times I finally moved enough bags to get the door fully open. This is a very small door and I had to squeeze sideways to get into the cargo compartment.
Now I had to move more bags that were in front of the entertainment bin so as to access the tapes. Using my trusty screw driver I was able to turn the quarter-turn DZUS fasteners that held the cover in place. The bin was indeed full of tapes, so I pulled each tape out of its slot and re-set them. There was no indication of whether the system was working or not, so after re-seating the last tape, I closed the bin and exited the cargo compartment. After latching the access door I climbed out of the lower 41 back into the cockpit.
The pilots were very happy to see me since I forgot to tell them that the
FORWARD CARGO light would illuminate when I opened the small door between the lower 41 & the cargo compartment and they wondered if I was with the fishes. Aslo, the fuel alarm reminder I set had just gone off and scared the hell out of them!
I called to the cabin and asked them to check the sound system....IT WORKED! Yea!
They all promised to buy me a drink on the layover!!!