This morning, after several frustrating evenings characterized by multiple muted outbursts of profanity, I finished working on my first Branchline Blueprint-series kit, an NKP 40’ reefer. The plastic kit came with many fine details. Unfortuntely, a number of those fine details didn’t end up on the model. Some broke as I worked to gently cut them from the sprue. Others sprang away from my tweezers with a kinetic enery belying their diminutive size, ending up in some unseen lost parallel dimension. The parts surviving thus far had small pins, which aligned very nicely with little holes on the car body. But the pins had a very snug fit in the holes - still more pieces broke under my patient efforts to coax them into place.
Finally the car was finished, minus the roof corner grabs, a cut lever, and some underbody details. Still a fine model that looks nice in spite of my oafish modeling skills. I placed it on my layout with a mix of accomplishment and relief and admired it for a few moments. Then, I took a step back, to about where I’d be when running trains.
At that point I grabbed a 36’ boxcar that had been culled from an ancient Roundhouse 3-in-1 kit, coupled it to my newest roster addition, and took a step back. The detail on the Branchline car largely disappeared. I found myself noticing mostly the overall form of the cars, rather than the individually-applied grab irons and ladders.
I’ll post pictures down the road. But based on that experience, I feel much better about my fleet of mostly Blue Box and Roundhouse rolling stock. The detail difference from practical viewing distances as a moving train passes by is not noticeable, at least to these declining middle-aged eyeballs.
Jim



