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It's my son's 5th birthday and he's at that age where rockets are the COOLEST THINGS EVER! The wind was low (5mph) this morning and the sky was clear, so we went to the park to fly a new scratch built rocket. The rocket was designed for a C6-7 and an altitude of about 850 feet. I suspected this was a bit too high for the ball park, but who among us can say they never felt the temptation to cross their fingers and let it fly? I went back and forth debating it in my mind for about 10 minutes before we left, because I wanted to send it on its maiden voyage next weekend at METRA, but I finally decided today would be the day. I removed the parachute and switched over to streamer recovery to prevent drift. If I had to replace a balsa fin or two before next weekend, so be it.
Well... as you can tell by the title, it didn't go so hot. The rocket launched beautifully, but at about 600 feet started on an arc. I hadn't quite realized how long of a burn those C6-7's have compared to the B6. B to C is a real step up on smaller rockets. It soared over the trees and came down in the field behind it. I drew a line in the dirt from the launch point to where I saw it go down behind the tree line. I could refer to this and walk a nice straight line to find the rocket. I was pretty confident on this one. I've had some miraculous recoveries in the past that I never thought I'd get back. However, when I got to the field behind the trees, I saw the grass and brush had grown to waist high at this point in the summer. I could walk right past thing and never know it was there. I walked the line back and forth and then expanded the search area when that turned up nothing. No luck. After 20 minutes I gave up. I'm sure I'll find it someday as nothing more than a bit of red cardboard mush when all the flora dies back in the winter.
My son wasn't too heartbroken. It was my rocket not his, so of course he didn't really mind its loss.
Now, I get to build another one.
Well... as you can tell by the title, it didn't go so hot. The rocket launched beautifully, but at about 600 feet started on an arc. I hadn't quite realized how long of a burn those C6-7's have compared to the B6. B to C is a real step up on smaller rockets. It soared over the trees and came down in the field behind it. I drew a line in the dirt from the launch point to where I saw it go down behind the tree line. I could refer to this and walk a nice straight line to find the rocket. I was pretty confident on this one. I've had some miraculous recoveries in the past that I never thought I'd get back. However, when I got to the field behind the trees, I saw the grass and brush had grown to waist high at this point in the summer. I could walk right past thing and never know it was there. I walked the line back and forth and then expanded the search area when that turned up nothing. No luck. After 20 minutes I gave up. I'm sure I'll find it someday as nothing more than a bit of red cardboard mush when all the flora dies back in the winter.
My son wasn't too heartbroken. It was my rocket not his, so of course he didn't really mind its loss.
Now, I get to build another one.