I suppose everyone has a different story about how they got into this little
obsession...
this is mine.
My wife and I met and married in New England, I was from Alaska, she from Turkey. We like to say that we met in the middle. We didn't really want to stay in New England, and between Alaska and Turkey, we decided to pick Turkey first. I've always wanted to see the world, and thanks to moving here I've seen a lot of it.
However, living here requires that I learn Turkish, and it was in the midst of language acquisition that I started this hobby. Basically, I felt the need to use my hands to build something. Language learning is a very ambiguous thing. There are no grades, no benchmarks, no way to measure how well you understand or speak. It's very abstract, especially in the beginning, and for this reason I decided to start a project. A project that I could either succeed or fail at. I went to the local version of the home depot, and, to my surprise, they stocked balsa wood. I remembered building a guillows kit when I was young, and thought... why not do it again?
Got the wood and a cheapo hobby knife, brought it all home and scoured the net for some plans. I eventually decided to go all out and just printed out a three view, busted out the ol' T-square, and drew my own plans. Plans of what, you ask? Why, what does every American male think of first when it comes to planes? A P-51 of course! Yes, without knowing it, I drafted and framed up the most common RC scale plane ever! I left the model as a frame and it's hanging right above me as I type.
When it was all done I decided that I'd actually really enjoyed the whole process, and I ought to do it again. Gee, I thought, wouldn't it be cool if I made one that actually flew?