Now I don’t want to offend anyone but "I quite like Morris Dancing." can be relied upon to stop dead in it’s tracks the conversation that starts with me bemoaning yet another wet and windy Sunday morning in mid summer and progresses to the better half wondering "why don’t you get yourself a proper hobby?" In the ensuing silence I can slope off to the workshop with shoulders slumped and a long face. Little does she know that once ensconced there I’m as happy as a pig in s…….pite of no flying! But don’t let her know as without the sympathy vote she’s bound to point out all those jobs around the house that need doing!!
The point is that building is an integral and most enjoyable part of this hobby; in fact I find the degree of enjoyment gained from flying is directly proportional to the amount of my personal input to the model. At one end of the spectrum is the foam winged / plastic bodied kit at the other your own designed, finely detailed scale model. In fact it can be very rewarding not to fly such a model but hand over the Tx to a trusted friend and admire the model in it’s element without having the distraction of actually keeping it aloft. Over the past few years I’ve noticed that “newcomers” to the hobby are more and more turning up with ARTF trainers, then progressing to ARTF intermediate models and I’m afraid they will consider actually building a model to be “too much trouble”. This is a great pity as they are really denying themselves half the enjoyment, especially during the winter months, that they could get out of modelling. It’s up to us “old timers” to inspire, encourage and cajole them before kits and plans become a thing off the past. At present most ARTF scale models are dire, although if you’ve got the money you can buy competition standard ones built by skilled Phillipino cabinetmakers, but I’m sure the general quality will improve. Great Planes now offer ARTF versions of some of their Gold Edition kits, how long before the real kits are no longer available? I think it will be a very sad day when every Spitfire is a clone of the model sat next to it on the flight line.
But I digress. Next time you get complaints, be it the smell of dope pervading the home or turning up late for Sunday lunch with the mother-in-law “dressed like a tramp, smelling of methanol and castor oil with a silly grin all over your face!” remember good old Morris Dancing. The thought of sewing thousands of bells to your socks, keeping your hankies gleaming white and being hit on the head with a pigs bladder will soon make aero modelling seem like the perfect pastime!
The point is that building is an integral and most enjoyable part of this hobby; in fact I find the degree of enjoyment gained from flying is directly proportional to the amount of my personal input to the model. At one end of the spectrum is the foam winged / plastic bodied kit at the other your own designed, finely detailed scale model. In fact it can be very rewarding not to fly such a model but hand over the Tx to a trusted friend and admire the model in it’s element without having the distraction of actually keeping it aloft. Over the past few years I’ve noticed that “newcomers” to the hobby are more and more turning up with ARTF trainers, then progressing to ARTF intermediate models and I’m afraid they will consider actually building a model to be “too much trouble”. This is a great pity as they are really denying themselves half the enjoyment, especially during the winter months, that they could get out of modelling. It’s up to us “old timers” to inspire, encourage and cajole them before kits and plans become a thing off the past. At present most ARTF scale models are dire, although if you’ve got the money you can buy competition standard ones built by skilled Phillipino cabinetmakers, but I’m sure the general quality will improve. Great Planes now offer ARTF versions of some of their Gold Edition kits, how long before the real kits are no longer available? I think it will be a very sad day when every Spitfire is a clone of the model sat next to it on the flight line.
But I digress. Next time you get complaints, be it the smell of dope pervading the home or turning up late for Sunday lunch with the mother-in-law “dressed like a tramp, smelling of methanol and castor oil with a silly grin all over your face!” remember good old Morris Dancing. The thought of sewing thousands of bells to your socks, keeping your hankies gleaming white and being hit on the head with a pigs bladder will soon make aero modelling seem like the perfect pastime!
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