Since I was a kid in the 1970s setting up the postwar Lionel trains from generations past around the Christmas tree every year, that distinct electrical smell from the overworked 1053 transformer was like timeless magic to me, and I always dreamed of the day that I would craft my own utopian "winter in the mountains" layout in a huge basement.
Over the years and through many moves across the country and back, I resolutely dragged the boxes of train stuff with me. In 2011 we were fortunate to welcome a daughter who, before her 3rd birthday, was able to correctly identify by name the caboose, box car, tanker, hopper, and tender in my 682-led consist around the Christmas tree. Though I don't have a basement as I'd envisioned, I walled off the back 16' x 12' section of my double-long garage, added shelves for storage, stuck a mini split A/C on the wall, and started engineering in 2013 the somewhere-lost-in-the-Mountain-Time-Zone layout that I had always imagined.
The biggest layout that would logistically fit in my newly-created train/storage room was 4' x 8' so I built a table using 2" x 4"s and a sheet of 3/4" 4' x 8' plywood for the top. Maybe I was overly-ambitious with my design; I can't imagine there are many 4' x 8' o-gauge layouts with more track footage crammed onto it than this one. From mid-2013 until this past October, I slowly but steadily built the skeleton for the layout that features a very intricate section that winds, drops, and rises--largely hidden--beneath a mountain. It turned into a much longer project than I'd anticipated, but I had always been driven by the idea of someday soon having something that I could get away to and let my mind wander, and more importantly, something that my daughter could be proud to say that her dad built.
This past autumn (2016), I finished laying the Rigid Wrap plaster sheets and looked forward to moving into the home stretch...and maybe even in time for Christmas: applying a thin layer of plaster of Paris; laying in some craggy rocks via MTH rock molds; adding snow goop; filling in two "frozen" lakes & a waterfall, and then finally dotting the whole thing with 80 spruce & maple trees and a coating of white powder.
Problems.
I discovered a fatal flaw at a key spot just behind where the ZW transformer is located. It's there where the track comes out of an unavoidable nearly 10º drop before it shoots out of a portal across the "valley" of the layout, and then enters into another portal to climb a bit more and finally exit out of portal #4. At this low point, my earlier clearance tests showed that keeping the transformer throttle at 13v allowed my train & abbreviated constant successfully run through the layout: any less voltage wouldn't allow the train to make the climb--the layout can only run in 1 direction as it is--and any more would cause derailing. Somehow when I got it all together, however, my 682 loco was now derailing out of the downgrade every time.
Every. Time.
Since that moment back in the fall of 2016, I have not spent even 1 minute on the layout. Instead of the familiar sweet smell of 1950s transformers that inspired me as a kid, the garage area has a distinct musty/moldy odor, thanks to the sopping wet Rigid Wrap plaster sheets that took a few days to dry out in the poorly-ventilated space.
It's a sense of sadness and mild failure I feel as my nearly 6-yr-old daughter no longer asks when the trains will be done. Even though "THIS will be the weekend I get into it again" is always in the back of my mind, I'm coming to grips with the fact that I just don't have it in me anymore to tinker further in the dank storage area. Stay the course and hope that someday inspiration strikes me again? Offer it as haul-it-off-for-free on Craigslist to another projecteer and liberate the room from both the mental and physical boat anchor?
Any/all advice welcomed.