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Snarky Old Fart (in training)
Greetings from almost the north-east corner of Indiana.
When my daughter was three, I taught her to enjoy watching trains we were stopped by in the greater Indianapolis area. So I started looking into building an n-scale layout in our extra bedroom to share the hobby with her. She wouldn't be much help at three, but we could railfan together. I was able to get benchwork begun and started laying homasote on the plywood.
Then we moved, and the layout got dismantled. I finally scrapped the wood two moves later.
After a few decades of immersing myself in tabletop wargaming (I'm the editor of the blog nodicenoglory.com), we ended up purchasing our retirement condo. The daughter is in her mid-twenties and has her own place (without a model railroad, but lots of cats).
And our condo has a basement.
With Covid taking me out of the gaming stores for the foreseeable future, I decided that those years of painting models, making terrain for the gaming tables, the call of a solo-hobby took over. After negotiating trackage rights with the administrator of the home, I began building benchwork, bought my first locomotive, and a couple of boxcars.
I'm now at the "putting plywood down, and drawing the "regular guy" (a la Steve Brown) track plan - thereby changing everything about it as it moves from a series of sketches to the benchwork.
When my daughter was three, I taught her to enjoy watching trains we were stopped by in the greater Indianapolis area. So I started looking into building an n-scale layout in our extra bedroom to share the hobby with her. She wouldn't be much help at three, but we could railfan together. I was able to get benchwork begun and started laying homasote on the plywood.
Then we moved, and the layout got dismantled. I finally scrapped the wood two moves later.
After a few decades of immersing myself in tabletop wargaming (I'm the editor of the blog nodicenoglory.com), we ended up purchasing our retirement condo. The daughter is in her mid-twenties and has her own place (without a model railroad, but lots of cats).
And our condo has a basement.
With Covid taking me out of the gaming stores for the foreseeable future, I decided that those years of painting models, making terrain for the gaming tables, the call of a solo-hobby took over. After negotiating trackage rights with the administrator of the home, I began building benchwork, bought my first locomotive, and a couple of boxcars.
I'm now at the "putting plywood down, and drawing the "regular guy" (a la Steve Brown) track plan - thereby changing everything about it as it moves from a series of sketches to the benchwork.
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