|  by Tom Burton - Champaign, 
                                Illinois - USA | 
                             
                           
                          This story begins with a love of airplanes. My dad 
                            has been an aviation enthusiast for many years. Starting 
                            in the 60’s he began accumulating “Sport 
                            Aviation” magazines. His goal had been in those 
                            days to build a Gyrocopter. A perhaps not unnatural 
                            fear of the rotor blade flying off put an end to this 
                            desire. 
                          A job doing boat repair in Kansas led him to a love 
                            of boating, which lead to the construction of a sailing 
                            canoe using a modified Sunfish sail. One of the great 
                            pleasures of his life is sailing that canoe in the 
                            wide open lakes out in Kansas, planing out, his buddy 
                            hiked over the side, dad ruddering with just a canoe 
                            paddle. He would go on to run a canoe rental business 
                            in Yorkville Illinois in the early 70’s. 
                          Years later, the passion for aviation was rekindled 
                            in me, flipping through my Dad’s collection 
                            of Sport Aviation, and myself becoming a member of 
                            the Experimental Aircraft Association (EAA). I wrote 
                            short stories, drew hundreds of pictures of airplanes, 
                            and visited the Oshkosh, Wisconsin “Airventure” 
                            air show (a week long extravaganza for aviation enthusiasts) 
                            several times with my father.  
                          We were enamored with ultralights in particular because 
                            of their accessibility to non-pilots, and their relative 
                            ease of construction. The one that drew our attention 
                            the most, and ultimately stole our hearts was the 
                            Fisher FP-101. Partly due to its looking like a real 
                            airplane, (and a Piper Cub at that) and partly due 
                            to its all wood construction, we were hooked, and 
                            bought the kit, including engine for around $4,000. 
                            The year, 1984. (The images you see here are file 
                            photos, not our project.) 
                          
                             
                              
                                   
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                                      A Fisher 
                                        FP-101 in progress 
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                                    | A Fisher FP-101 
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                           The project was not to be completed, for various 
                            reasons, and after a number of years of languishing 
                            in the basement, was sold to another enthusiast. 
                          My father’s interest in sailing and boat building 
                            had waned for many years, but was waxing again in 
                            the 1990’s with the purchase of an Old Town 
                            sailing canoe. 16 feet long, and 30 inches at the 
                            beam with 75 square feet of lateen rig, (similar to 
                            a Sunfish’), she could probably outrun my Dad’s 
                            original sailing canoe of the 60’s. After several 
                            years of ownership and the occasional outing, he was 
                            contemplating selling it. At this there was a great 
                            outcry from my brothers and me. We hadn’t had 
                            enough time in the canoe for dad to sell it yet!! 
                            He obliged us by getting it out for a few more runs 
                            at the lake. 
                          I was hooked. A few times out in the Old Town, and 
                            I couldn’t get enough. After that I paid for 
                            sailing lessons in Decatur, Illinois on a Sunfish, 
                            complete with capsize lessons. Dad and I and my brother 
                            David started talking about building a sailboat. Dad 
                            had already been doing a lot of web-surfing, and had 
                            discovered Duckworks Magazine, (his new Sport Aviation), 
                            and was soon sending me links to boat plans. 
                          It wasn’t long before we’d decided to 
                            build a boat. A sailboat. A real sort of sailboat 
                            with more than 30 inches of beam, and a little curvature 
                            to the bottom, and the ability to move around if you 
                            needed to get some feeling back into your backside. 
                            (All of these things that weren’t readily available 
                            in a sailing canoe). Eventually, we settled on the 
                             
                            Mayfly 14, a Jim Michalak design. 
                            Soon thereafter I was the proud owner of “Boat 
                            building for Beginners and Beyond” 
                          Funds are sometimes a problem for those of us deciding 
                            to build rather than buy the perfect sailboat. We 
                            were no exception to this, and a sort of fund drive 
                            began (ala ebay) to provide the necessary money for 
                            the project. My wife and I both found (bow and arrow) 
                            bows at garage sales that provided a huge chunk of 
                            the funds necessary to purchase raw materials. We 
                            decided to name the boat “Scrimp” in honor 
                            of its frugal beginnings. 
                          
                             
                              
                                   
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                                      Construction 
                                        began in December of 2003. 
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                          In this middle of all of this, my Dad found a boat 
                            for sale near his home in Sheridan, Illinois. A Ghost 
                            13 was for sale for $450 including an immaculate practically 
                            new galvanized trailer. Well, heck, we could almost 
                            sell the trailer and get our investment back out of 
                            it, so WHY NOT? Soon we were the proud owners of a 
                            Ghost 13. My fear at this point, having already gotten 
                            seriously into the Mayfly project is that my dad would 
                            stop working on it! He has this habit of jumping from 
                            project to project (don’t we all!). 
                          Anyway, the Ghost was purchased modified, sailed, 
                            modified again and dutifully stowed under the lean-to 
                            at my father’s house. Another summer would see 
                            not see much more work on the Scrimp as domestic issues 
                            and enthrallment with the Ghost took over. Nevertheless, 
                            plans were made to get to the Midwest Messabout of 
                            2006, come heck or high-water (preferably neither). 
                          Another push of effort got us nearly to the messabout, 
                            but we preferred to have a seaworthy craft to show, 
                            rather than an almost-there work in progress, we opted 
                            to not got to the messabout in favor of finishing 
                            the project and putting in on a local small lake. 
                          Following are some images from the construction process 
                            and finally sailing: enjoy! 
                          
                             
                              
                                   
                                     
                                      Getting ready to really sand this thing 
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                                      Requisite 
                                        energy for keeping gorilla glue in place. 
                                       
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                                    | Dad and Tom 
                                      Sanding | 
                                       
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                                      So that’s 
                                        how you radius the fiber-glassed corners! 
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                                    | A friendly 
                                      discussion about colors. | 
                                       
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                                      Testing 
                                        the rigging on land.... first! 
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                                    | First sail. | 
                                       
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                                      A satisfied 
                                        sailboat. 
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