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...shake
the hand of
the safety officer ...
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One
of the thrills I get from flying model
airplanes is that I can perform outrageous
stunts and not have to endure the physical
stress. Because I'm remotely controlling the
model, my stamina for risk can become
perceptively unlimited. That is when I get
"cocky" and an accident happens. I should know
better.
It would be nice to have a device that would tell me an
incident was going to happen beforehand so
that I could prepare, prevent it, or duck out
of the way. AMA safety officers are handy for
that task, and instead of griping about them
under our breath, they should be offered a
handshake.
Daring maneuvers and stunts are often popular at the
flying field, and they're a part of learning.
It's all in fun. The feeling of invincibility
is common because we can flip and push our
airplanes to the near breaking point without
physical penalty. When a crash occurs, the
price of pushing the envelope is finally paid,
but it typically doesn't involve personal
physical injury.
This lazy attitude is something I'm not proud to admit
having from time to time. That's when
accidents happen and the risk to people and
property is far too great.
Every now and then I experience a near accident,
and the life of my model flashes before my
eyes. As the model is brought back into
control, I am grateful, and I take the
opportunity to shake the hand of the safety
officer within myself.
Once I land, I'll take the warning message a step
further and go over the airplane thoroughly,
checking every nut and screw. Not because I
think the awakening incident was caused by a
mechanical problem, but because it's what I
should be doing anyway: paying closer
attention.
It is also a way of saying "thank you" to the model for
the joy it's given me. It's a sign of respect
when we take care of our models, and it's good
practice for taking care of ourselves.
Paying better attention is just as important in the
workshop as it is in the field. It seems as
though every time I work on a model, it
requires the handling of some kind of material
that has a warning label that reads "Handle
with care." For the most part, I'm so used to
working with these materials that I perceived
myself to be immune to danger, just as I had
done at times while flying.
We should always take precautions. I consider Bo
Lovell's article about shop air pollution to
be my wake-up call to stop being so lazy about
handling chemicals and breathing in particles
and fumes that have the potential to seriously
affect my health.
Like Bo, I'll admit that I've sprayed paint in the
house and stirred up enough epoxy that the
fumes cause my family to evacuate the house to
spend an afternoon at the movies. "What's that
smell?" is more common to hear in my house
than "How was your day?" It's embarrassing
when you think about it, and it shouldn't be
that way.
The safety officer on Bo's shoulder helped him build a
simple indoor air-cleaning system from common
and inexpensive supplies. The result of his
experiment created something similar to a
central air-conditioning system that also
offers the benefit of acting like an automatic
vacuum, sucking up many of the light dust and
chunks of foam on the floor right into its
container.
Bo told me that after noticing his health return to
normal, he also noticed that his shop seemed
to be a lot cleaner. The first time he opened
the Shop Air Filter to see what it had
collected, just how much "junk" the system had
collected surprised him.
I'm building one of these systems for my shop. Besides
the better air it will provide me to breathe,
I'm hoping that the dust from woodworking will
find its way into the filtration system rather
than all over my models stored and hung on the
ceiling. How much of an insult is it to put
your airplanes away clean, only to find them
dirty when they're taken out to fly again?
Bo was lucky to have a friend who had large cardboard
boxes left over from shipping. I'll either tap
on a friend's shoulder for that favor or
perhaps make something else out of thin
plywood and supplies from the hardware store.
I could get fancy with the project if I wanted, but the
better idea would be to keep this project
simple. The more quickly it is done, the
sooner I will be breathing easier and making
it out to the flying field.
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