This design was done by Stephen Corban and William Anderson. I am 15 years old and have been in rockets for about a year, ya bilge rat, me bucko, and William is 14 and has been in rockets for 3 or 4 years. Aye aye!

This rocket is called t' Flyin' Birthday Party Hat o' Death. It was a conglomerate idea betwixt William and I. We had a great idea, me hearties, and had t' do a LOT o' explorin' t' get t' machine t' work.

T' idea came from... Ahoy! Well who knows where it came from, me hearties, but it was a good idea. Avast, me proud beauty! We wanted t' build a rocket that would float and fly straight. Arrr!

We started out by gettin' a pack o' small party hats from t' local variety store. Avast, me proud beauty! Ya scallywag! Then we got together and CAed a piece o' BT 5 t' t' top o' t' cone. Arrr! Avast, me proud beauty! We then filled t' rest o' t' void areas with 2 part foam. Well, blow me down! Avast! This is party hat number 1. Avast! After gettin' this filled, shiver me timbers, and lettin' it set we shoved a 3/16" launch rod through t' foam t' make a 1/8" launch lug. Well, blow me down! T' we loaded up an A10-3 and took it outside t' fly. Aye aye! Well, blow me down! We set up our launch controller, and William backed up and I stayed low. Blimey! We check t' make sure t' area be clear and gave an audible countdown because we didn't know what was goin' t' happen. 5...4...3...2...1... Begad! Liftoff. Arrr! T' rocket went no more than 75 feet in t' air doin' loops. Ya scallywag! It hit t' ground about 50 feet away. T' ejection charge fired and sent t' hot motor flyin' back at us. Ya scallywag!

Well, we went back inside his house and knew a few things. Well, blow me down! It was SERIOUSLY underpowered, it needed noseweight, and we needed some way t' keep in the motor. So we got another hat, ya bilge rat, packed clay in t' top and stuck a chunk o' BT 50 in it. Ahoy! Ya scallywag! We again pored t' foam, me hearties, rammed a launch guide, and shoved a bit more clay down t' BT 50. Well, shiver me timbers, blow me down! We wrapped 2 baskin' tape rings around a B6-4 and took it outside again. Begad! Begad!

We again took t' procedures t' make sure t' launch are was clear, ya bilge rat, and gave another countdown. Aye aye! 5...4...3...2...1...Liftoff. Ahoy! This time t' rocket had a marginal flight t' a couple hundred feet, ya bilge rat, me bucko, hit t' ground and t' ejection charge fired. Avast! T' engine stayed in place, me hearties, shiver me timbers, me bucko, but our clay packed tip went flying across t' yard. Blimey! Blimey! We laughed and went back inside. Begad!

This be t' one. Excuse me, t' two. We went ahead and made 2 this time as we were sure he had it down. Begad! We packed t' nose with clay again, arrr, and put some more around t' tube. Begad! Blimey! We then poured in t' foam, ya bilge rat, me bucko, ya bilge rat, and rammed t' launch guide. This time we inserted little pieces across t' motor tube for positive motor retention. Avast! We also drilled holes from each side above that for vents. Begad! This was sure t' work!

Well, t' weekend came when I took William, shiver me timbers, and another fiend Jason t' our cabin at Lake Mattoon for 3 days. Aye aye! Aye aye! If you remember t' original idea was for this t' float : ) Well, matey, on t' Sunday we arrived t' family was still there (more than usual as it was a family reunion, me bucko, and we couldn't make it). Aye aye! So we went out into t' half a cornfield lot that we own behind our house. We set up next t' t' knee high corn and did a test fire. Begad! T' rocket flew as straight as an arrow, and landed on me Aunt's camper : ) We also used an Estes igniter to light a bottle rocket : )

Well once t' family left we took our fishin' stuff, and t' launch equipment into t' pontoon boat. Begad! We then went tubin' behind t' speed boat. That night we were wound so went out on a night cruise. Ahoy! We were cruisin' around the lake at about 9 o' clock at night and we had an idea. Arrr! We set up the launchpad on t' front o' t' boat. Hooked William launcher t' t' 12v battery in t' boat, and had continuity. Arrr! We couldn't get too far away for this flight! I armed t' Q-Beam and William began a countdown. Ahoy! Avast! 5...4...3...2...1 LIFTOFF. T' rocket screamed into t' air. Arrr! It looked so cool havin' a B motor leave at night from feet away! I lost it with t' Q-Beam, ya bilge rat, but got sight just as it hit the water. Avast, me proud beauty! It did more than float, it bounced back up another 3 feet. Begad! We recovered t' rocket and headed in. Aye aye!

T' next day we were too busy fishin' and swimmin' t' shoot. Well, blow me down! However, me bucko, that nigh we again cruised out about 9 o'clock and loaded a C motor. Ahoy! This could be great. Aye aye! We loaded everythin' up, arrr, set t' rocket on t' pad in t' front o' the boat and pushed t' button. Blimey! T' cone stuck a bit, me hearties, nearly pullin' our pad into the water, matey, shiver me timbers, but it flew and be successfully recovered.

T' next day we decided t' launch it durin' t' day, so we could see the whole thing. Aye aye! Avast, me proud beauty! We went out, set up everythin' as before, arrr, but loaded a D12 motor. This would be great. 5...4...3...2...1...Liftoff. Begad! T' rocket shot up t' about 1000 feet and plummeted down for a picture perfect splash landing. Well, blow me down!