I remember the day well when I built a 1:72 model of an A-10 Thunderbolt. I don’t know how old I was, but it must have been some time in my mid-teens. That particular plane was the model that I put in the most effort yet. And it looked pretty good! I had painted the whole fuselage and even added a lot of detail to the cockpit.
There was one problem though. The real A-10 has a very heavy machine gun in the front, whereas the model was all plastic. So, the weight and balance didn’t work out, and the model would always fall back, if you wouldn’t put in some sort of weight in the front. I had failed to do so, of course, but already had the fuselage glued shut. I could still spread it apart a little bit at the seams though, so, in an ingenious flash of brilliance, I decided to just pour in some glue in there as extra weight. Well, the inevitable happened and all the glue poured into the cockpit, where it dissolved the canopy and turned it into a white, opaque dome. I was so frustrated that I had ruined days of work within a couple of minutes that I pretty much gave up on my “model career” after that.
And that is why my brother still builds all kinds of models and I play guitar instead.
Ah, this reminds me of my own feeble attempts to build a radio controlled airplane. Mike, a friend of ours and I all bought ourselves this little glider here, and spent half our summer in the basement to build it. It only took me ten seconds to crash it though. I don’t know how often we went out flying, but I remember being very frustrated that the relation between repairing and flying was about 3 days / 10 seconds.
Mike was more patient than me. I guess that’s why he’s a pilot now and I’m a cartoonist.
Mike is off to Oshkosh today. I’m looking forward to his tales!
I’m quite busy here holding down the fort and working on commissions. Not Chicken Wings related, but hey, a man’s got to eat. Have fun y’alls in Wisconsin!!
Take these broken wings, and learn to fly again, learn to live so free!
Great. Now I have that song stuck in my head for the rest of the day.
Actually, there are some rules for flying remote controlled airplanes. They are similar to the very first flight regulations: 1) Don’t kill yourself, and 2) Don’t kill others. My personal experiences with rc planes were a little bit frustrating, because the time it took to build my first glider compared to the time it stayed airborne was at a ratio of about 2 months / 20 seconds. My frustration tolerance wasn’t too big, when I was a kid, so I started playing guitar (the guitar doesn’t break when you make a mistake), while my brother stuck with building model and rc planes.
I’m never a hundred percent satisfied with my work, but I’m really happy with Julio’s facial expressions in this strip!
I bet there are many other secrets of flying control line, but those are maybe the most important ones.
To be honest, when Mike made the suggestion to come up with a few strips about control line model planes, I said “about what?“. I’m not sure, I might also have said “huh?”. Aynway, I had never heard of them before! But it seems no matter how old you get or what you think to know, there are always new aspects of aviation to discover. Well, now I know about control line planes. What I don’t know yet is how you start and stop them!