He's an L3 certified flyer that went thru 4 Guardians and got fed up with constant repairs to his favorite rocket. To each his own, nothing wrong with what he did. I found it odd that one would "beef up" a rocket like this and then use plastic chutes for recovery.
3 out of 5 flights with recovery failures is not a good record, needs attention.
Ok... lemme see if I got this straight...
The writer of the article is L3 certified, but has had four Guardians zipper/ core sample/ re-kit/ broom recover (or whatever other cute misnomer you want to hang on it) and so his solution is to fiberglass the whole thing...
Geez, ever think of getting a nylon chute?? Sim the thing to choose a better motor?? Fly in better conditions maybe?? This just seems like TOTALLY putting the horse before the cart...
It DOES reinforce my opinion of the 'certification' process-- it's more hoop jumping feel good baloney than any REAL determination of capability, skill, correct mindset, knowledge and understanding, experience, etc...
I've seen much the same in my profession-- agriculture. A decade or so ago, the gov't decided it would be a wonderful idea if all farmers had to get a license to use certain farm chemicals on their crops. Basically it was just a reason to collect $50 from every farmer in the country, and create a bureaucracy to keep a lot of gov't types employed, and generate bigger crowds for the ag extension service meetings to justify their existence (and budget) since the farmers would have to get "continuing education units" to renew their licenses, so they had to attend extension meetings and field days to get the hours and certificates.
Anyway, I go by a bigshot farmer I know fairly locally (who used to be a big seed dealer before he went broke) to inquire about buying about 2 1/2 gallons or so of Methyl Parathion-- apparently some crooked exterminators in Mississippi decided that instead of spraying methyl parathion in houses for roaches that had the EPA certification label for domestic use by exterminators (and therefore was twice the price) they'd just use the cheaper cotton poison EPA labeled methyl parathion (exact same stuff, just LABELED BY THE GOVERNMENT DIFFERENTLY, and priced cheaper because farmers use TONS of the stuff) and in so doing, violated federal law (because of the EPA labelling differences) and EPA came down on the offenders like a ton of bricks. SO, the company that makes methyl parathion settled with EPA and agreed not to sell the chemical in gallon or 2 1/2 gallon jugs anymore-- only in 40 gallon minibulks or above, which require a special pump (and a couple thousand acres to spray it out on). Since I wouldn't use 40 gallons in 5 years, I just wanted to buy a little from the bigshot to spray one field of soybeans getting eaten by stinkbugs.
Now, this bigshot farmer, he sits on the county committee, overseeing the pesticide license tests, renewals, record checks, testing, certification, etc. and I pull up in his yard and get out of the truck. He pulls in from the field in his new rented air conditioned CD player equipped Hi-Boy sprayer and parks on the slab in front of my truck. He climbs down, reaches under the tank, and removes the drain bung... letting the last 10 gallons of cotton poison spray run out on the concrete, pool, run across the concrete and out into the grass, 15 feet from his water well! I'm standing there in shock, picking my jaw up off the floor in shock and amazement at this brazen display of stupidity, and befuddledly asking about buying some methyl parathion... his dog runs up and starts lapping up the cotton poison, so he interrupts me to chase the dog off from it... Turns out he had used all his up and didn't have any to sell, so I left, still shocked and amazed... Typically a farmer would make another pass or two to spray any leftover chemical out of the tanks before returning home, or if there's a bit left in the tank, pull the drain bung out in the field and let it dribble out in the field on the way back to the house... not dump it by his water well!!!
Just goes to show you how worthless all these licenses, inspections, certifications, and all this other hullaballoo is... if licenses were the answer, we wouldn't have drunk drivers or so many idiots on the road...
Also reinforces the fact that usually the biggest idiot in the country is the one charged with overseeing everyone else...
OL JR