My call name was gyrobob. My hobby was flying. I specifically loved gyrocopters. Traveled to different state fly-ins to meet other pilots. Theres only about 200 true gyrocopter pilots in the united states. Guys buy them and never get them off the ground. Its spooky... easy to crash.
Thinking about the old days. Took this up because i always saw them in the back of comic books when i was a kid. Told myself...someday.
I used to do raku pottery Its quite good fun and interesting likeing what you get rather than getting what you like - I liked the story about the old masters who would get some charred broken piece out of the fire mad cherish it and mend it with gold.
Sounds pretty cool....
All through school I sketched. I was given a nickname doodlebug for a while from my mother. Then when we moved to a new town and she was trying to sign me into high school she pushed me into an art class. I didn't like being told what to draw and when. It turned it into more a chore and killed that particular hobby dead.
I did try my hand at wood burning and carving. I had fun at both but at the time it was just a bit more costly than I could manage.
I also have crocheted off and on since my teens. That I do more as the business of life allows. I'm just getting through a bit of a break and picking it back up again. I'll be 48 early next month so I guess I'm getting to a point in life where it will be as busy as I decide it will be.
Horseback riding was a hobby I really wanted to turn into a lifestyle until I had to stop due to health issues and parenthood.
Some of those things I haven't thought of in years. Hmmm...
When I was a kid I did some oil painting and even sold a couple. But, I have been too busy to engage in painting for years. However, on a whim I signed up for a pottery class this summer.. who knows maybe it will awaken my 'creative' urges again.
Photography. Cellphones killed it for me. Time was that each shot involved planning or at least had to count, given the limited number of pictures per roll of film. Now it's possible to take multiple photographs of essentially the same frame, so that the discipline is gone - not unlike driving an automatic rather than a stickshift (stickshift requires focusing on reading the road ahead in order to select the optimum gear).
Cell phones also impose a slight pause between the button being pressed and the taking of the photograph, enough to alter the composition of, say, a shot of sea waves or birds in flight.
That must be a really cool sensation, flying around solo as long as you trust the machine. Was it hard to learn to pilot? The hobbies I stopped doing for the most part involve sports. Playing, watching and collecting baseball/basketball cards. Had a coin collection lost or stolen and never picked it back up. Was a mobile FPS gamer for a year or so recently and no longer have time. Visual art I put down and take back up every few years. Music is the one hobby that I’ll have as long as my fingers move.
You have potential my brother.
Join the P.R.A. which is the popular rotorcraft association. They are on the internet. Look around in there for a Tennessee chapter in there and go visit it. Meet them.
That looks fun, but also very dangerous.
It's what they call a death wish. You have 1each, 5/8" bolt, that carries the whole load. You figure you already need to know how to fly. Then buy one these toys and spend hours of training prior to flying a pattern. It took time and money. I treated myself with a hobby that did not allow me to make a mistake. It's like I was running from who I was and I was daring myself to fuck up.
I'm glad you saw the light (in an atheist way). Be safe.
For me it was dancing
Oh no, I still dance and you should too. Dancing never been old to me.... is what I do when is what it is.
I retired from sports.
even sex? lol
@springlover Never considered Sex a hobby, or a sport. It does still is Serious Business of the Most Urgency and Attention. Much appreciate for reminding me the Agenda at Hand. Thanks Player!
My new hobby is cooking.... thats got to stop. Going on a diet...ugh.