Fate Once Again Assails My Budget: My Consignment Space Walker

It's just NEVER smart to say something like, "I got enough planes, it's time to finish the projects already on the table!"

So, it's only proper that Fate would drop an ARF Space Walker into the consignment parking in Tailwinds a week after seeing this fellow and his electric, A-65 sound effects equipped, control line, quarter-scale Space Walker making graceful laps in the wind at Buder Park.



My new acquisition is a two-seater, packing a new-looking O.S. 45 FX, with all the servos and receiver installed, wanting for only a flite battery and a compatible transmitter.

It was sold cheap enough to make me a bit suspicious, but appears to be a square deal.  As with many ARF's, it DOES have some features that I refer to as "Engineered-to-Fail-With-Time", such as a gaping hole in the firewall to invite the castor and synthetics inside the fuse to have their way with the bare ply inside.  



Once this oil scoop is plugged, and the throttle wire is replaced with one of Sullivan's tiny cables (with BOTH shrouds sealed at the firewall), a good coating of sealer all around ought to get the beast ready to rock.

Don't know if my Airtronics transmitter will talk to the Futaba receiver, but we'll see.

Guess it WAS time for me to reacquaint myself with those wiggly things called ailerons, and hopefully it's approach speed will be slow enough for me to safely put it in the front yard.

So, another chapter begins....