Steve,
We're on our 1st build and year 13. Ugh....
I hope our wiring is a nice as yours!
Cheers!
Mike
Mike, I contracted out my wiring out. One day a gent who is a crusty old retired USN avionics CPO stopped by my hangar and we were Ooooo'ing and Ahhh'ing over the harness and how well it had been done. Then he asked for the schematics. The contractor didn't make up any. He asked what the numbers on the wiring meant? I called the contractor up and he explained his code for labeling wires, but he didn't have time to write it down, he kept it in his head.
The CPO started point to wires asking What does that do? Where does that go? What's the amperage on it? And with each blank look I gave in return the retired CPO got madder, and madder. He finally stopped, said Steve, if it breaks when you're out on a cross country, do you have any idea how to fix it? Because no mechanic is going to want to touch it. And if they do, they're going to charge you a lot of money.
It really changed the way I went about my build. The CPO and I talked it out, there were some things that I wanted that had not been done, like using color-coded wires (red for power, black for ground, blue for signal), and he agreed to mentor me (he worked nearby). Sometime I'd have a question and he'd give me an answer, other times I got tough love and was told to go look it up myself. I ended up taking the entire harness apart, rerunning a bunch of wires, (red for power, black for ground, blue for signal), making up a table of what went where (still working on that, and I can see some things in this sample that I've fixed but didn't update yet), and labeling things in a common sense manner. Added about 4 years to the build (there were some other Life events mixed in there, too, that delayed things.) and it was worth every minute. Even now I can look at a wire and go Yeah, that was one of my early wiring jobs, and I have to grind my teeth and resist the temptation to redo it and maybe make it worse.
Always build thinking of how you're going to repair it. That was the #1 lesson Syd taught me.