Thought it might be fun for everyone to share the modeling journey that has brought them to this point...Here's mine...
I started modeling at the age of ten living in San Diego and then eventually Chicago - primarily Fine Scale Miniatures, Timberline, SS Ltd, and Campbell kits. My interest then was the same as today; backwoods logging, sawmills, and light industrial branchline. Other hobbies took my interest away from modeling for the college years but the desire to model was always present and as a young man living in Dallas that love was re-ignited one afternoon while cleaning a closet out and discovering my old childhood dioramas. It wasn't too long after that SierraWest was founded. I spent the next few years learning how to make masters and cast in resin and metal. Today I am working with 3D printing techniques that will keep me up to date technologically speaking. I still am completely enthralled with backwoods logging and hope to one day build a small On3 layout around my sawmill kit. Running a craftsman kit company for 25 years has been so rewarding. I have made so many wonderful friends over the years and have no plans to retire.
A little personal history as well:
I studied Biology at the University of Texas at Austin, received my PADI SCUBA Instructor certification and moved to Lahaina Maui, Hawaii and worked on a dive boat, owned several companies prior to founding SierraWest including a world renowned surfwear clothing manufacturer, and was named the Creative Director of a Nationally known fashion jewelry company at the age of 33. These unique experiences provided the perfect background to operate SierraWest. In the years since starting SierraWest I founded a wildy successful scrapbooking company and proudly advocate for children in Foster Care. To learn more about my advocacy work or to help please visit the CASA of Denton website. If you ever suspect child abuse please call the National Child Abuse Hotline 1-800-4ACHILD.
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Like many, I was given a train set at a very early age and it stuck with me for many years. At least until my high school and college years. Much of those early years were spent merely running trains around an oval.
After returning from Vietnam in the early 70's, I was in a hobby shop and saw a kit in a 'yellow' box for the outrageous price of 35.00. I went back several times and finally my wife encouraged me to take the leap and buy it. That first kit was the Fine Scale Minatures Coaling Station.
I was hooked on building modeling and I built several of George's creations until life got in the way and I had little time for modeling.
After moving to Florida in the 80's my two boys and I built a layout and they became FSM modelers as well. Gotta tell you that was a great time with the 3 of us sharing the same hobby interest. (one of my boys has recently joined the group here).
A few years ago my son and I were lamenting the fact that George (FSM) was retiring and my son directed me over to Brett's site. What a find that has been. Not only for the quality of kits available but also the knowledge that's available here on the Forum. Sadly tho, if anyone else is like me, the great bits of knowledge shared are eventually lost in the 'gray matter' or if remembered can't be referenced again easily. Soooo, I began compiling all the bits and pieces of information (Tips, Tricks, and Techniques) in book form (200 pages and counting). Not for publication but merely for me to be able to look at the index and readily find the topic I need at the moment.
My first kit from Brett was the Railroad Camp and I was posing progress photos and utilizing the advice that followed from those who viewed my build. I always appreciated all comments but especially the ones who offered a different way to do something. I never viewed those comments as criticism but rather as helpful suggestions.
Lately I've been building a couple of Brand X kits so my postings have been limited to comments of the builds of others. When I get back on a SWSM kit I'll happily post the 'build' as it progresses.
Terry
i couldn't get the boys interested in the least bit, so i decided i bought it for myself. i started building the kits (setting up a "workshop" in the kitchen. i also joined nscale.net. that's what did me in. i started building well over a hundred structures, reading about n scale layouts, and seeing videos of them and i decided that's how i wanted to spend my spare time, so i went to home depot and bought some lumber, sold my dining room table and chairs and replaced with a 4x8 layout table. it was a pretty crappy layout.
then i met liz and moved in here. she "deeded" me the basement. i built benchwork for a huge n scale layout and got started on it. i joined rr-lines and starting learning about layouts, but i kept reading about sierra west and how good the kits were and especially the castings. after several years of this, and the deterioration of my eyesight, i decided that n was too small for me to work on anymore and listed everything i had for sale. fortunately, it didn't take long to find a buyer (and boy did he get a hell of a deal...), so i loaded everything up into a van, and as soon as the funds hit my account i hit the road and drove from about an hour north of chicago to fort wayne indiana to deliver the goods.
on my way back from fort wayne i called brett and ordered the dueling shacks and the rest is history.
Moving ahead several years my first wife bought me a promotional trains set from Lipton Tea, which I set up around the Christmas tree. That re-sparked my interest. I bought Campbell's Supply Co. and that started my structure building passion. I also started Campbell's Brett's Brewery and then life got in the way. It sat un-completed for 20 years on my workbench right where I left it. Upon my retirement from teaching I dusted it off, picked it up right where I left off to finish it.
At one point in my life I wanted to build a layout, even built a house around the basement for it! Lost interest in that and just kept on building structures and dioramas. I collected Campbell, FSM and of course SW kits over the years and my wife says I'll never build all of them in my lifetime. But I'll try! I have also amassed a large collection of detail parts that I love to incorporate in my dioramas.
I also like to scratch build structures and make one of a kind dioramas. I sell my dioramas on ebay and other venues as I started to amass too many and started running out of room to display them.
I have learned much from this forum and enjoyed seeing everyone's work. It is inspiring! Thank you all for the kind words on my builds and sharing your work.
As a teenager when you saw the cost of kits back then ( late 60,s ) it was scary but the cost of wood and windows and doors and such were less money so scratch building it was . I started to make buildings for a non existing layout , I got quit good and people asked me to build stuff for them .
Like most you get married, start a family, house , hotrod lol , did I not mention cars became a passion also . Something had to go so it was the hotrods sigh . Year's passed and finally after getting our first house I was able to start a layout and met other train modellers. As I had mention before I custom built a lot of stuff for folks over the years which was great but also a burden so I stopped doing it . Year's pass , I got divorced, Bachman came out with ON30 ,so I sold all my HO and switched to O scale. During this time I started to see the nice kits by Brett and others and may as well get my feet wet and bought the tool shed as a start , fantastic kit and of course have the truck repair that I am working on and in the wings there is Oneils.
Just building dioramas for now maybe a small layout in the future.
I am 68 and hopfully the eyes and hand dexterity don't leave lol . My story in a nutshell !
After that, I was looking for something else to do and by accident, I came across a french railroad magazine dedicated to building railway engines and wagons. That drew my attention and I started building brass kits. Never held a soldering iron in my hands, but I guess I am a quick learner and soon I started a layout in the metric 1/43,5 scale. All my rolling stock is build, everything else on my layout is scratch build aswel. ( look at my posts besides the SW posts)
Then I wanted to include a sawmill in my layout and discovered SW. Lucky me, but what a bummer it was in 1/48 scale. The American O scale. Actually, I never even heard of that. Yes I still was a complete novice, dummy, rookie, and all that stuff...
So I took the bull by the horns, or better the telephone of the hook and gave Brett a long distance call. France -Texas... I wanted to learn more about SW, the sawmill and the man behind all this. ( I had some bad experiences with. ordering with small companies.
That is , ordering, paying and getting nothing )
But here, with SW, I followed my gut feeling, which said this was an OK guy, an OK company with good quality stuff, and placed a massive order with Brett . Including the Sawmill. I decided I rather build a second layout in the 1/48 scale than had to let this go by. So I did. That is, for now I'm building the kits and then I will do the actual layout concentrated around the Sawmill, the focal point.
So now you know the journey behind Robert.G. ...
I found an old newspaper clipping that almost brought me to tears. Every couple years, I do an online search for my father, and every once in a while, I find something that wasn't there before — a picture, a patent, a newspaper story. My dad has been gone for well over 30 years — and since he was a violent alcoholic during my childhood, and I left home at 16 — our relationship was usually rocky. I miss him terribly and think about him a lot, although once, in a drunken rage, he tried to stab me with a large kitchen knife. But that's another story, so back to the clipping.
In the faded image, my father is shaking the hand of the mayor of Montreal, who is jauntily attired completely in white, including shoes, boutonniere, and is holding a fancy cane and hat. My father is 15 years old and looks like a young Lawrence of Arabia, taller than the mayor and blade thin.
It's during the Second World War and my dad has just set a new model airplane record, winning against 550 adult and teenage contestants. He did this more than once, becoming Canadian National Champion three times. He told me some of the stories of his youth as I was growing up, but he wasn't a communicator about himself, although he could lecture on the intricacies of polishing valve inlet ports on an MG engine for hours.
Lately, I've been realizing that our lives don't actually exist as such. When something occurs, it can be documented with film and photos, but that is still not truth, just topical veneer. Our memories, for what they are worth, exist as much as anything else does.
What brought this to mind was emailing the driver of Domino (see previous column, November Falcon) and having him write me his version of the car accident in Hull. Although we both agreed on much of what happened, there were differences.
For instance, he remembered a different Buddy Holly song and thought the driver that rammed us had just had a nasty fight with his girlfriend, running from her apartment shirtless, and then gunning his hot rod in our direction during a bout of blind rage. Whichever version is true is less important than which seems more real and more poignant. I prefer his version to mine.
Over the 33 years my father has been gone, I've remade him many times in my mind, and I'm now older than he was when he died, which seems like uncharted territory somehow. Although I haven't tried to alter the memories of what occurred between us, I suppose it's inevitable as my point of view matures.
That said, my memories of my father are priceless to me, and when I find a stray bit of information online that validates his past and substantiates his history, I'm excited. The Internet has become a kind of archeological resource and that's fascinating. Mating these snippets to memory can feel like truth, and that's what matters. I wonder how many of us try to find more about our pasts, either unearthing disappointment or satisfaction?
I know one of the secrets to my father's amazing success at building model airplanes. He copied the exact wing foil from a DC-3, which was a brilliant design for its time. How smart for a 15 year old! I still have his aluminum templates from his most advanced model wings, and his last completion, a Wakefield, is as yet unflown. I can never decide if he would want me to fly it, risk possible damage or loss, or keep it pristine. Within my indecision I have done nothing for 30 years but stare where it now resides on the top shelve in our library.
As a boy, wanting to please and impress my father, I began to build models as well. I tried some planes and plastic car kits, but my fascination has always been trains, particularly steam trains. During my late teens my father and I lived in nearby towns in northern Vermont. When I wasn't painting pictures, or earning money painting houses, I was building model train structures, freight cars, and even a narrow-gauge steam locomotive, all from scratch since I had absolutely no extra money. Without a lathe, I turned everything with an electric drill, and invented different techniques as I went along. One interesting model, 87 times smaller than the prototype, was of the Fisher bridge in Wolcott, Vermont, the last wooden covered railroad bridge still in use during the late 70s.
When my father saw a number of these models, he decided I should enter them in a contest. So one morning, we left Vermont for Granby, Quebec, a scenic two-hour drive and the host city of a huge NMRA meet with model railroad enthusiasts from all over eastern Canada and the U. S. I was very nervous to attend, having never entered any kind of contest, but I faithfully filled out all the rather complicated entry forms and carefully packed my models for the journey north.
Because of his past drinking, we had rarely done anything together. For instance, I can't remember us ever playing even a single game of catch, so this outing was big stuff for me. At that time he was sober, and continued to remain sober until he died, which came much too soon after our trip to Granby.
We arrived at the enormous convention center, the meet featuring a variety of related events besides the model building contest, but even that was on a magnitude I didn't expect. Hundreds of models were laid out on long tables, grouped by type—steam locomotives, diesels, freight cars, passenger cars, cabooses, structures, dioramas, and so on. I entered five of my models, and as my father and I walked around awaiting the judging, he told me a few stories about his airplane contest days.
One story that stood out was how his grandmother had held her ancient black umbrella protecting his airplane from a rain squall during one important contest, herself getting so wet that she came down with a severe cold a day later. His grandmother had raised him after his own mother sent him away at the age of ten. The only time I ever saw my father cry was after the phone call that revealed that she had died.
"My gosh," he said, "Where are you fellows going?"
"Back to Vermont."
"You're not staying for the banquet?"
We shook our heads. I knew the banquet tickets were $25, which was a lot of money for a supper in the 70s, and beyond both our budgets. Well . . . the chairman must've sensed that, and he "found" us a couple spare tickets. "Do you think I was going to stand there and call your name six times and have no one to collect the awards?" He winked in that friendly Canadian way.
We devoured two massive slabs of prime rib, twice baked potatoes, iceberg wedges with Roquefort dressing and lemon meringue pie—all my dad's favorites. Oddly, I was more delighted that he was so pleased than I was from winning so many ribbons.
I still have the joy of that memory between us. Writing this just now, I admit my eyes dampened and my throat tightened.
By today's overly precious standards, I doubt my father would be considered a good parent. He never supported my artwork verbally or otherwise and thought my ambition to become an artist ridiculous, but did that stifle my creativity? He spent only limited time with me, yet our few great moments together are probably the most cherished of my growing up.
For Christmas he many times gave me parts or tools he needed for his prized car: "You can help me work on it," he'd say. When I began to sell paintings at 14 and 15 years old, he borrowed the money and it was almost impossible to get him to pay it back. Even his drunken rages—he never actually hurt me physically—prepared me for the frightening things in life, which we all eventually need to accept and try to understand. Life isn't usually fair, and it isn't usually all that kind.
Although I'm well aware that this is an unpopular opinion, these days I see way too many parents coddling and spoiling their children. This creates expectations in the child that can never be fulfilled and leads to many problems later on in their lives. The assumption of entitlement and a lack of accountability is dangerous to a productive existence.
But that doesn't mean you can't hold a battered black umbrella over your son or daughter's model, the cold rain soaking you to the skin, if that selflessness means winning the contest. And what's the real contest for? It's for a family memory that will last past lifetimes and will always confirm the same unassailable truth: love.
My grandfather was a huge model railroader but not really much for structures and this aspect of the hobby. His portion of the hobby was focused mostly on trains. He and my uncle were both members of a local train club. I knew of model railroading but I had no interest in it and if I'm being honest I still don't have much interest in the trains aspect of the hobby. I think of trains on a layout the same as a waterfall or a vehicle, just part of the scene and the overall setting. He passed when I was 14 or 15.
My grandparents lived in a split level home and my grandmother couldn't go up and down the steps to let the dog out so I went to live with her for a few months to help her. All my grandfathers train stuff was in boxes in his workshop in the lower portion of the house. While I was waiting for the dog to do his thing I started looking through all the stuff. He had a copy of the book George Sellios put out on his railroad the F&SM. I was fascinated with it and the idea that you could build a little city in your house with any and every detail you could come up with. I read it for a few days and I called my uncle to ask him about the hobby. He took me to an old hobby shop that had some boxes of wood kits in the clearance box. I ran through every old Campbells, SS LTD etc.. kits they had. I consumed every craftsman kit I could get my hands on. This was the 90s so the higher end craftsman kits were out of reach to me. This is the time when FSM kits were $800-1000+ on Ebay.
The only thing that I was more obsessed with than models when I was kid was playing guitar. When I was in my late teens early twenties I started playing guitar a lot more and stopped modeling entirely. I eventually got married, bought a house and had some kids. I was practicing with a band 2 nights a week and playing out usually both weekend nights when my first son was born. Sometimes I didn't get home till 5-6am. We were playing extremely technical and demanding music and I couldn't really put the practice time in at home and I felt like I was stagnate so I ended up quitting the band. I don't really sit still well and I needed to refocus my energy on something else. I built a workshop in the basement, started a layout and started getting back into the hobby. Now instead of annoying my wife with whatever latest guitar technique I've mastered I'm annoying her with some peeling paint technique or something.
-Steve
The things that eventually got me out of the hobby are: girls->college->grad school->career->home ownership. But the hobby kept me out of trouble for the time I was with it.
These days I am re-learning the craft by practicing on some very small kits and reading these boards to learn from the masters. My time is limited, given a fulltime job, a separate consulting company I own, and being a dad to two toddlers. I am lucky if I get 20 minutes a night but I am fighting to get that time and make good use of it. I purchased Shelby's Marine kit on eBay a couple years ago (for a heckuva premium) and I intend to join it up with FSM's Emporium Seafood, RSM's Delwins Boats and Brett's Riverfront as part of a large river & lake layout. But until then I am going to keep playing with little kits (work sheds, outhouses, rail offices) so that I am make my mistakes on those and pick up new techniques. But if anyone knows a link to a good thread on building piers with lots of barnacles and slimy stuff I'd appreciate the help.
I always liked model railroads, but never really had the time, money, or space for it. Well, now there are no excuses. I have built a large room, started laying out the tracks and need some buildings. As an artist, my wife is also interested, so that helps.
I really searched a long time for that first great model to fit my OCD when it comes to building things. When I found the O scale sawmill, I knew this was going to be great. So far, as ya'll know, I am just getting started with serious, high detail models. The Truck Repair is my first. Unsure what path I will take on the road to completing every single O scale model Brett has, but time will tell.
Hopefully soon, I can start putting down the roadbeds, track and electrical for the trains. Really looking forward to this journey.
My dad loved trains. He and I had a small 8X8 ho layout and played with it for many happy hours.
About 40 years later I negotiated an around the room layout and the plan was to do a logging layout.
Needed a sawmill.
Looked at a bunch and then found my way to SWSM.
I never would have guessed that I would get so into my first build and I’m now in the homestretch of the “Loco and Service Shops”. I am totally hooked.
The plan is to incorporate the Loco and Service Shops and the sawmill and a number of other kits as well.
Should just take 20 or 30 years to get it done!
Outside of Sierra West, most of you old timers know that I have started and broken down two layouts. My intent was to build a layout with predominantly Sierra West kits. However, it just wasn't meant to be. In my fourth house since starting with Sierra West, I have given up on the dream of building a Sierra West layout and am now concentrating on building Sierra West dioramas which I will give away to family and friends. I also want to be an ambassador for Sierra West kits and help spread the knowledge to everyone who, like me, are intimidated in building that first kit. I want to convince them that they too can obtain great builds. Again, I want to thank three persons who helped me the most along the way - Brett, Karl, and Bill Obenauf. Phil
Mike S.
One of my Grandmas got me a collection of n scale stuff from a yard sale for my birthday, but there wasn't much track to put anything together, and being the baby genius that I was, i fried the power packs by hooking 3 of them together because I though it would make the locos go faster. Eventually my parents bought me a legitimate train set for Christmas probably before I was 10. It was a figure 8 setup with a circus train and a ton of plastic structure kits. I wasn't patient enough, and lacked good tools back then so they didn't turn out too hot, but i had that setup on a hinged 4x8 sheet of plywood in my bedroom for a few years. I had a few years worth of model railroader and rmc subscriptions, but the coolest thing I had was John Olson's Building a Model Railroad with Personality book. That was my first look at what a craftsman could do with a model railroad. It was page after page of mind blowing photos all done on a 4x8 layout with a 2x6 extension. One of my freind's dads invited me over to checkout his HO layout and it was mind blowing. He had lit many of the structures for night time running which was super cool for a 10 year old. My parents would take me to a couple of train shows, and the one I remember the most was a guy giving me a switcher diesel locomotive for free telling me it was mine if I could get it to work. I think he was originally asking 30-40 for it. Regardless, I had it working the next day which was a huge confidence boost for a kid. My layout eventually came down when I was in middle school and I got into other hobbies like rc cars, model rockets and playing drums.
Fast forward to about a year ago. I was trying to get back into some hobbies since I had so much free time as I was no longer in school, working and playing college hockey all at the same time since I had graduated about a year prior. I dabbled in rc car racing for about a year, but was looking for something else I could also do on my own. I remembered how awesome Olson's book was but for the life of me i could not remember the name of the book, so I went digging online and eventually found it and bought a used copy. Along the way I discovered what craftsman kits were, and down the rabbit hole I went. To be honest, I had never even heard of FSM so I was pretty late to the party compared to a lot of people here. One of the first hits for craftsman kits was SWSM, and I was blown away. A month later I had my first kit, the railroad camp, that I purchased off ebay. It's been down hill since then. I have 9 sierra west kits on the shelves, with 2 more on the way. It didn't help that Brett decided this year he'd release some of his out of production kits. hahaha. The second SWSM kit I purchased was from Brett himself, and when I called to pay I immediately knew he was from California when he called me "dude".
So far I've completed 3 small craftsman structures, and I'm working on my first FSM kit but it's been a slow roll as I just moved to the east coast for a new job during the pandemic, and will be applying for a another new job which requires a ton of study unfortunately. The good news is that I should be buying my first home in about a year, where I plan on starting out with a small 4x8 or shelf layout to start learning the tricks of the trade. In the mean time, if covid lightens up, I plan on hitting up one of the local Virginia model railroad clubs to run some trains and learn some skills.
I love the build threads that you folks have put up, so keep up the great work!
Maybe I will jump in here and hopefully not bore anyone.
Have enjoyed this hobby for many years. Started with Builders in Scale and many others.
I am a retired Mechanical Engineer from an aerospace company that designed IFE equipment for Boeing Airbus and others. IFE means InFlight Entertainment.
You set in you chair on the aircraft and have a monitor in front of you to enjoy games movies and much more. I designed the Mechanical part.
I started out 50+ years ago pumping gas at a gasoline station and was approached to do drafting work and progressed upward without a college education.
I progressed as a senior draftsperson on a drafting board with a drafting pencil (no computers back then) drawing schematics for the electrical folks on D size velum paper.
I started to get bored drawing resistors/capacitors/diodes..etc and connecting each here and there....got very boring.
I also did PCB board layouts on Mylar using Tape on mutable layers.
I was offered a position back in the early 80's to help a Mechanical Engineer do his drawings after his design. This was where my Mechanical experience started.
Everything I have learned was self motivated and working with my coworkers to help me progress.
The rest is history. I climbed the design ladder without a college education.
I got lucky working with good experienced people that brought me in and guided me at young age to see me grow and have no regrets spending much money to go to college
I have learned so much more building Bretts Kits and suggestions from all on the forum.
And now I am retired at 70+ with my beautiful Wife who supports my hobby and surprises me with Brett's kits that I'm addicted to and enjoy all the folks on his forum.
Gezzz...this sounds like a resume....lol
Chris