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Apr 19, 2009, 07:19 PM
Ricky Windsock
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4. - 1987 to 2008 - Life without aeromodelling.

When my son Nathan was born the family began to command a lot more attention. The models got moved around in boxes as we moved from the country town of Warwick to the "big smoke" in 1992 and again into a much larger home in 1995 where there was actually room to display some planes. My F3B sailplane and 2M TBird adorned the ceiling of our pool room in Brisbane for five years as the kids grew up. But still the planes did not fly and my attention was entirely on building a family and a career. Interestingly enough we spent 7 years of our life living within 5 miles of the official Brisbane Model Soaring Clubs flying site and I didn't visit our former flying friends even once. In 1999 when the kids were in their teens my work provided an opportunity to move from Australia to USA. This was an exciting time for us as the adventure of re-locating our lives took hold. The models got packed up again and stored inside a shipping container which I bought to store our stuff in Australia while we were away overseas. And that's where they have stayed for another 9 1/2 long years ------------Until a fateful day in 2008.
We now live in Orlando Florida. The boys are now in their twenties and leisure activities are generally car related these days. As a family we have built cars......... lots of cars, car engines, race cars, show cars, street cars, turbo cars, supercharged cars and generally kept the boys very involved in the garage as they went through school and beyond. We have also broken cars and repaired and fully rebuilt them. This phase was coming to an end though as the boys now have their own interests with girl friends, college and the demands of their own jobs.
In November of 2008 my wife was back visiting in Australia and the boys and I decided to spend a Saturday at the Space Coast with their girl friends to watch an Air Show that was being put on at Cape Canaveral. Like many of these events in Central Florida the organizers had no idea how to cope with the thousands who drove out there and Jamie and I were amongst the hundreds of vehicles that neither made it to the airshow nor made a timely escape from the traffic jam trying to leave. With nothing now planned for the day, we drove many back roads on the way home and happened across a sign at a corner that read "SOARING CONTEST"
I said to Jamie, "I know what a soaring contest is. I used to do that. Remember the gliders I always had hanging in the pool room?"
We drove down this dirt road and discovered a small gate "Orlando Buzzards" which led to a field and there we found a bunch of cars and some flyers indulging in a hobby I had long ago forgotten.
I was amazed at what we saw. We couldn't believe how much things had changed in 22 years. The beautiful molded sailplanes were incredible. The computer radios. Retrieve systems on the winch line. Full house DLG gliders that you can hand launch and thermal out. Amazing. So many wonderful and new things. I felt like Rip Van Winkle. And immediately I was hooked on the hobby again.
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Apr 19, 2009, 07:50 PM
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stay with it

I found my way back after 40 odd years it like being an alaholic your never over it till death.
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