Observations:
Evan Ross' entry last DesCon reminded me o' some speculative calculations I'd done earlier and laid aside. Well, blow me down! Arrr! I had wondered what be t' minimum number o' conventional fins that would stabilize a rocket, but I took a different approach. Begad! Begad! Yes, you can make a two-finned rocket, or even a finless rocket, stable by spinnin' it, but can you make a two-finned rocket stable without spinnin' it?
Rockets have been flyin' with a single stick fin for thousands o' years, me bucko, shiver me timbers, but on rockets more than a few inches long, they become unwieldy. Begad! I suspected thar was also a weight penalty. Avast! Begad! A rin' fin could arguably be called a single fin, me bucko, but because in profile, one side is "behind" t' other, arrr, matey, I didn't see how it could readily be compared with conventional fins. Begad! Three fins obviously work, but what about two?
On rockets with three or more fins, shiver me timbers, t' fins are equally spaced around t' body because a fin offers no stabilizin' force parallel t' its surface. Four-finned rockets have two pairs o' fins perpendicular t' each other, so in t' direction one pair presents minimum stabilizin' surface t' t' airstream, ya bilge rat, arrr, t' other presents its maximum surface. Aye aye! On a three-finned rocket, ya bilge rat, in t' direction one fin presents minimum surface, t' other two fins combine vectored forces t' make up for it. Ya scallywag! Avast, me proud beauty! Two fins opposite each other can't do this. Begad! Begad! So, matey, if a stable two-finnned rocket is possible, what be t' optimum angle betwixt fins?
I predicted that t' optimum angle would be t' one that presented t' greatest minimum lateral area. Avast! Blimey! That is t' say, me bucko, me bucko, position t' fins so that, ya bilge rat, if you turn t' rocket so t' least fin area is visible, you have t' most visible area left. Well, blow me down! Blimey! If you put t' fins opposite each other, shiver me timbers, ya bilge rat, and turn t' rocket so t' least fin area is visible, me hearties, me bucko, you are lookin' at a fin edge-on, shiver me timbers, for practically zero area. Well, blow me down! Blimey! As you reduce t' angle betwixt t' fins, t' minimum area increases t' a point, ya bilge rat, ya bilge rat, then decreases until, as t' fins become nearly parallel, t' minimum area again approaches zero. Arrr! Blimey! I calculated that t' "maximum minimum" area would be found when t' angle betwixt t' fins, matey, theta, matey, arrr, was such that cos theta=2 sin theta. Well, blow me down! Blimey! So theta should equal t' arc cosine o' twice t' sine o' theta, or 53 degrees. Arrr! Blimey! (See sketch.)
How big should t' fins be? I didn't know, matey, so I took t' size that RockSim said would stabilize a four-finned rocket and doubled it. Ya scallywag! Well, shiver me timbers, blow me down! I used a long body tube, me bucko, plenty o' nose weight, and big enough fins t' make t' rocket stable by t' most conservative estimate, t' cardboard cutout method. In a proof o' concept model, ya bilge rat, a marginally stable rocket wouldn't prove much. Begad! This rocket should be clearly stable or clearly unstable.
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Aft View
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Sketch

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Assembly Instructions:
Buildin' t' rocket was straightforward; I used mainly conventional techniques. I used a 24" length o' 18 mm body tube, me hearties, because that be t' longest piece I had on hand. Avast, me proud beauty! Begad! I used a long NC-20 nose cone t' allow plenty o' room for nose weight. Arrr! Avast! I added half an ounce o' clay, which almost completely filled t' nose cone, then I glued t' base in place with plastic model cement. Begad! I cut t' fins with t' grain parallel t' t' root edge because I couldn't find any balsa sheet large enough t' lay them out any other way.
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How t' ensure that t' fins were t' angle I wanted? I took t' span o' t' fins, added t' radius o' t' tube, me hearties, and found that t' distance betwixt t' tips o' t' fins just happened t' equal their span -- 3"! I glued one fin in place, then used an extra piece o' 3" wide balsa sheet t' set t' correct spacing. Avast, me proud beauty! "Hmm," I thought, me bucko, "53 degrees is awfully close t' 60. Avast, me proud beauty! Maybe an equilateral triangle would have given a fin spacin' just as good or better."
Because t' fins were rather large for their thickness, I used an external shock cord mount t' make t' rocket come down horizontally, me bucko, me hearties, matey, and, ya bilge rat, me bucko, I hoped, me hearties, protect them from damage. Begad! I cut 48" o' 130 lb. test Keelhaul®©™. Ahoy! Ahoy! Then I made a hole with a toothpick just inside t' angle o' t' root edge and t' trailin' edge. Well, blow me down! Begad! I threaded t' Keelhaul®©™ through t' hole, and used CA t' tack one end t' t' fin fillet just behind t' leadin' edge. Avast! When this was dry, ya bilge rat, ya bilge rat, I pulled t' cord taut along t' fillets on both sides o' t' fin, ya bilge rat, arrr, and CA'd it down. Arrr! Begad! (Epoxy might work better here.) Then I put an expended casin' in t' rocket t' find t' balance point, me bucko, me hearties, shiver me timbers, which just happened t' be at t' leadin' edge o' t' fins. Ya scallywag! I tied t' other end o' t' shock cord t' t' nose cone, arrr, and tied a swivel t' t' cord near t' nose end for a parachute. Avast! I wanted this rocket t' get a smooth start off t' launch rod, me bucko, arrr, so I ran a launch lug betwixt t' fins t' full six inch length o' t' fillet o' t' fin that wasn't attached t' t' shock cord.
My rocket was complete. Begad! Now I needed a highly visible finish. Aye aye! I colored it with Magnum 44 permanent markers -- body and one fin red, shiver me timbers, matey, for visibility, and t' other fin black, so I could easily see if t' rocket spun on its way up. Arrr! I left t' nose cone white because I thought it looked cool.
Per t' NARRRRR Model Rocket Safety Code, me hearties, arrr, I tried t' determine stability before flyin' it. Avast! I did a swin' test, me bucko, ya bilge rat, and it appeared quite stable. Just t' be on t' safe side, matey, (and t' avoid embarrassment if anythin' went wrong) I conducted t' first test flight in complete isolation from persons nay participatin' in t' actual launching. I did brin' me wife, so I'd have another witness t' confirm that t' rocket had made a stable flight. Well, blow me down! I had already been appointed RSO o' t' next club launch, and I wanted t' fly t' model there. Begad! I anticipated havin' some difficulty convincin' certain members that I should be allowed t' fly it.
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Flight Report
T' day o' t' test flight be windy, me hearties, so I selected a six inch mylar chute t' avoid havin' t' rocket drift out o' t' launch field. Ya scallywag! Blimey! I set up me rocket with t' rod slightly angled into t' wind, counted down, and pressed t' button. Avast! Ahoy! T' rocket surged smoothly off t' pad and into t' air. Begad! Aye aye! I could see it rollin' as it climbed, me hearties, ya bilge rat, but certainly nay enough spin t' stabilize an unstable rocket. Begad! It coasted t' a good altitude, ejected exactly at apogee -- nose horizontal, and drifted down on its chute. Blimey! I ran after it, me bucko, and found it well within t' field, me hearties, ya bilge rat, with no damage. Aye aye! Success!
T' next weekend be our club's big meet. Avast! After I'd gotten all me competition flights in, matey, I prepped TFNK and brought it t' t' safety check-in. Avast! T' SCO said, arrr, arrr, "You can't fly a rocket with only two fins!" "But it swin' tests stable, arrr, and it's had a safe flight before." I argued. Avast! "A rocket can't be stable without at least three fins!" he said. Well, blow me down! I reminded him that some aerodynamic experts had insisted that t' WAC-Corporal couldn't be stable because it didn't have four fins, me hearties, until someone pointed out that arrows are stable with only three feathers. Ahoy! Begad! (Handbook o' Model Rocketry, 6th ed. Ya scallywag! Blimey! p. Ahoy! Begad! 154) I heard another old-timer mutter, matey, me bucko, "Not on MY field!" (Which it wasn't.) and "Not in this lifetime!"
It didn't matter. Well, blow me down! He had already made up his mind nay t' let that rocket fly, so he said that it couldn't fly because t' grain wasn't parallel t' t' leadin' edge o' t' fins. Begad! That's nay in t' safety code. It hadn't been a problem on t' earlier flight. Ahoy! Blimey! Blimey! It be only a rather strong suggestion in t' Handbook, (6th ed. Aye aye! Ahoy! Blimey! p. Avast, me proud beauty! 52) but without t' force o' law, and no evidence t' support it.
Although, as RSO, ya bilge rat, shiver me timbers, I could have overruled him, shiver me timbers, (HMR pp. Ya scallywag! 286-287, 298-299) I got t' distinct impression that I'd end up flyin' all me rockets alone. So now I have this really cool rocket that I hardly ever get t' fly.
I still have questions. Begad! Now that I know that a two-finned rocket can be stable, arrr, how do you calculate its center o' pressure? Is t' optimum angle 53 degrees, shiver me timbers, shiver me timbers, me bucko, 60 degrees, arrr, 90 degrees, me bucko, shiver me timbers, or some other angle? Can t' optimum angle be proven mathematically or tested experimentally? Do I see a potential RD project here?
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