I recently watch Trent's latest tutorial. Trent made use of mis-matched materials and pieced together some very nice war-gaming terrain pieces.
Saturday, January 20, 2018
Friday, January 19, 2018
"The Bird of Fortune sported a curving bow and a high foredeck. On this was fastened the many-spoked steering wheel. Two helmsmen always attended it, two men wearing hexagonal goggles and close-fitting leather helmets with high crests of curled wire. Behind them stood the captain and first mate, giving their attention alternately to the helmsmen and to the sailors on deck and aloft. The middeck was sunken, and the poopdeck, though raised, was not as high as the foredeck.
The four masts were tall, but not as tall as those of a marine craft of similar size. High masts would have given the 'roller a tendency to capsize in a very strong wind, despite the weight of the axles and wheels. Therefore, the yardarms, reaching far out beyond the sides of the hull, were comparatively longer than a seaship's. When the Bird carried a full weight of canvas she looked, to a mariner's eyes, squat and ungainly. Moreover, yards had been fixed at right angles to the top of the hull and to the keel itself. Extra canvas was hung between these spars. The sight of all that sail sticking from between the wheels was enough to drive an old sailor to drink.
Three masts were square-rigged. The aft mast was fore-and-aft rigged and was used to help the steering. There was no bowsprit.
Altogether, it was a strange-looking craft. But once one was accustomed to it, one saw it was as beautiful as a ship of the sea.
It was as formidable, too, for the Bird carried five large cannon on the middeck, six cannon on the second deck, a lighter swivel cannon on the steering deck, and two swivels on the poopdeck.
Hung from davits were two long liferollers and a gig, all wheeled and with folding masts. If the Bird was wrecked it could be abandoned and all the crew could scoot off in the little rollers."
The Green Odyssey, Philip José Farmer
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—Handbook For The Shipwrecked
The wind-roller was the preferred method of travel on the Planet Xurdimur.
"The wind-roller itself was about two hundred feet long. Its beam was about thirty-four feet. The hull was boat-shaped, and the narrow keel rested on fourteen axles. Twenty-eight enormous solid rubber-tired wheels turned at the ends of these axles. Thick ropes of the tough rubber-like substance were tied to the ends of the axles and to the tops of the hull itself. These were to hold the body steady and keep it from going over when the 'roller reeled under too strong a side wind and also to provide some resiliency when the 'roller was making a turn. Being aboard at such times was almost like being on a water-sailing ship. As the front pair of wheels—the steering wheels—turned and the longitudinal axis of the craft slowly changed direction, the body of the vessel, thrust by the shifting impact of the winds, also tilted. Not too far, never as far as a boat in similar case, but enough to give one an uneasy feeling. The cables on the opposing side would stretch to a degree and then would stop the side-wise motion of the keel and there would be a slight and slow roll to the other direction. Then a shorter and slower motion back again. It was enough to make a novice green. 'Roller sickness wasn't uncommon at the beginning of a voyage or during a violent windstorm. Like its aqueous counterpart, it affected the sufferer so that he could only hang over the rail and wish he would die."
The Green Odyssey, Philip José Farmer
Thursday, January 18, 2018
Westward laid the incredibly level stretch of the grassy ground of the Xurdimur. Ten thousand miles straight across, flat as a table top, broken only here and there by clumps of forests, ruins of cities, waterholes, the tents of the nomadic savages, herds of wild animals, packs of grass cats and dire dogs, and the mysterious and undoubtedly imaginary "roaming islands," great clumps of rock and dirt that legend said slid of their own volition over the plains. How like this planet, he thought, that the greatest peril to navigation should be one that existed only in the heads of the inhabitants.
“To stretch to the horizon was something on this planet. The plain was the flattest Green had ever seen. He could scarcely believe that it ran unbroken for thousands of miles. But it did, and from his high point of view he could see in a vast circle. It was a beautiful sight. The grass itself was tall and thick-bodied, about two feet high and a sixteenth of an inch through. It was a bright green, brighter than earthly grass, almost shiny. During the rainy season, he was told; it would blossom with many tiny white and red flowers and give a pleasing perfume.”
Wednesday, January 17, 2018
Tuesday, January 16, 2018
I appreciate these polystyrene stone building kits. I have two other stone structure kits that need to be completed. It is a shame there aren't more stone structures being offered. Perhaps I should compile a list of all the stone structures being offered for sale.
This stone shack is in disrepair. The door no longer hangs from its hinges and someone has stood the door up against the opening of the building in hopes of keeping trespassers from entering.
Although I believe this kit was manufactured in England I don’t remember its manufacturer.
Monday, January 15, 2018
I usually make post on a text for its content and usefulness in some war-gaming scenario. This quote is just for its own sake:
“The sunlight was as cold and clear as the note struck by a knife on a fine wine-glass.”
Johnathan Strange & Mr. Norrel, Susanna Clarke
Sunday, January 14, 2018
A Host of Characters
“The Raven King resigned over his domains for over three hundred years, his kingdom being part of Faerie, Northern England, and lands beyond (a land on the far side of Hell). At the age of fourteen he had already created the system of magic that we employ today. Or rather, that we would employ, if it had not been lost. His was a perfect blending of fairy magic and human organization-their powers were webbed to his own terrifying purposefulness.”
Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrel, Susanna Clarke
Friday, January 12, 2018
Thursday, January 11, 2018
I scratch built this HO scale Tar Paper Shack by wrapping bits of black construction paper around a rectangle shaped box that I fashioned from cardboard. I don’t remember adding any strip wood for interior support. I just made sure the rectangles sides were square around a fitted cardboard floor. After the glue had dried I added the construction paper in scale strips that were cut to either three or four foot widths and painted these using Floquil grimy black and then added some dry-brushing. The door was constructed out of cardboard.
Wednesday, January 10, 2018
I have made several attempts at scratch building. Some I haven’t been all that proud, while others like this structure I have been very surprised by the outcome. This structure, fashioned out of scribed wood sheet was created from a drawing of an authentic hose house. This shack was built to house a hose cart; a piece that I never got around to completing. The hose cart was used to bring the fire hose closer to the location of a fire.