Rail Dawg
Always learning!!!
Theory is right on this and it is time to close the thread.
The turning point was when Pat G had his heart attack. He and I a year ago made a plan where I would produce the rocket and he would produce the motor.
It worked well until this summer when Pat got nailed with the heart problem. It changed everything including the dynamics of this project. There were others who wanted to build the motor but quite frankly they didn't have the leadership skills to fill Pat's shoes. I have zero tolerance for back-stabbers and whiners lol.
I went and bought everything necessary to build my own motors. Pat was going to train me using my own equipment. However it became apparent that our good man Pat is (against his wishes) entering a new phase of his life. One that we all enter. The one where we spend more time on the porch smiling and remembering the crazy stuff we've done. Pat is my mentor. He is a kindred soul.
In September I spent 3 weeks in the Nevada desert. One week with my beautiful hot-blooded Latin woman who is the only woman capable of reining in what she calls my "stupidities". How right she is. That 3 weeks in the Nevada desert allowed something to happen. I was finally admitted into a very closed society of old-time gold miners. The secrets run deep out there.
I was blessed with an ability to apply today's modern satellite technology to the old-school mapping of our country. The PLSS system. Through this ability I protect the old-time miners from those where dollar signs are their only motivation. Where they use tricks to steal mining claims that have been in families for generations. They can't do that while I'm around and the old-timers are thankful.
After 5 years they trust me out there in Northern Nevada. And they shared with me their secret mining operation. They need me and I need them because they know where the gold is located. I was born 160 years too late. My heart is back in the mid 1800's and Northern Nevada still lives that way in some remote areas.
With Pat G no longer able to help me build an R motor the project began losing steam for me. I realized I was light-years behind the ability to produce one on my own. The amount of effort required became a show-stopper. And the mining in Nevada has become a full-time draw when I'm not flying. I am aching to get back out there in December. We have some digging to do.
To Pat G I say thanks my friend! And to others on here like Dave who can be a PITA but who was instrumental in driving the discussion I give a big thanks. Dave you were the best part of this team over the past year. I'd "hire" you again in a minute.
Perhaps the motors and launch trailer will sell quickly. Perhaps not. I'll slowly drop the prices until they reach the point on the supply/demand curve where they get sold. I'm not bitter in any sense. Knowing I can still build a bad-azz rocket (with lots of help lol) is very satisfying.
My life is filled with many great adventures. My time will come soon enough where I'm on the porch smiling and thinking of what has happened and what could have been. But Theory again is right. It's time to retire one of the best threads ever on TRF. You guys were awesome.
And I salute you.
Chuck C.
The turning point was when Pat G had his heart attack. He and I a year ago made a plan where I would produce the rocket and he would produce the motor.
It worked well until this summer when Pat got nailed with the heart problem. It changed everything including the dynamics of this project. There were others who wanted to build the motor but quite frankly they didn't have the leadership skills to fill Pat's shoes. I have zero tolerance for back-stabbers and whiners lol.
I went and bought everything necessary to build my own motors. Pat was going to train me using my own equipment. However it became apparent that our good man Pat is (against his wishes) entering a new phase of his life. One that we all enter. The one where we spend more time on the porch smiling and remembering the crazy stuff we've done. Pat is my mentor. He is a kindred soul.
In September I spent 3 weeks in the Nevada desert. One week with my beautiful hot-blooded Latin woman who is the only woman capable of reining in what she calls my "stupidities". How right she is. That 3 weeks in the Nevada desert allowed something to happen. I was finally admitted into a very closed society of old-time gold miners. The secrets run deep out there.
I was blessed with an ability to apply today's modern satellite technology to the old-school mapping of our country. The PLSS system. Through this ability I protect the old-time miners from those where dollar signs are their only motivation. Where they use tricks to steal mining claims that have been in families for generations. They can't do that while I'm around and the old-timers are thankful.
After 5 years they trust me out there in Northern Nevada. And they shared with me their secret mining operation. They need me and I need them because they know where the gold is located. I was born 160 years too late. My heart is back in the mid 1800's and Northern Nevada still lives that way in some remote areas.
With Pat G no longer able to help me build an R motor the project began losing steam for me. I realized I was light-years behind the ability to produce one on my own. The amount of effort required became a show-stopper. And the mining in Nevada has become a full-time draw when I'm not flying. I am aching to get back out there in December. We have some digging to do.
To Pat G I say thanks my friend! And to others on here like Dave who can be a PITA but who was instrumental in driving the discussion I give a big thanks. Dave you were the best part of this team over the past year. I'd "hire" you again in a minute.
Perhaps the motors and launch trailer will sell quickly. Perhaps not. I'll slowly drop the prices until they reach the point on the supply/demand curve where they get sold. I'm not bitter in any sense. Knowing I can still build a bad-azz rocket (with lots of help lol) is very satisfying.
My life is filled with many great adventures. My time will come soon enough where I'm on the porch smiling and thinking of what has happened and what could have been. But Theory again is right. It's time to retire one of the best threads ever on TRF. You guys were awesome.
And I salute you.
Chuck C.
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