Brief:
Kit bash o' Estes Omloid and Eliminator into a single rocket

Modifications:
There are a million rockets lurkin' in spare parts boxes. This be t' story of one o' them.

I'd purchased a collection o' parts which included most, but nay all, o' an Omloid egg lofter. Begad! I had nothin' else o' that size until I happened t' purchase an Eliminator kit. Aye aye! Arrr! When I realized these were t' same diameter, perversity set in.

I started with t' buildin' t' Eliminator fin can and engine mount. Arrr! Rather than put t' second piece in place, I put t' lower section o' t' Omloid followed by t' next section o' t' Eliminator and so on. Avast! In t' top section, arrr, I placed t' shock cord mount as per Estes instructions.

Even t' nose got t' treatment. Well, blow me down! I cut t' base and shoulder off the Eliminator nose and glued t' rest t' t' top o' t' Omloid's 'egg crate'.

Construction:
All parts come from 1 Estes Omloid kit and 1 Estes Eliminator kit

Finishing:
Finishin' be predetermined--both kits came prefinished. Ya scallywag! Blimey! Well, shiver me timbers, blow me down! Blimey! T' colors, gaudy to begin with, matey, matey, clashed terribly. T' yellow ogive on t' orange egg crate was particularly funny. Well, blow me down! Blimey! I took t' Eliminator's decal and cut the "inator" off, matey, shiver me timbers, stickin' that on t' finished rocket just after the "Omloid" sticker, ya bilge rat, makin' it read (in mismatched letters) "Omloidinator".

Flight:
T' maiden flight was on an E9-6. Bein' so long and probably over stable, ya bilge rat, arrr, I counted on weather cockin' t' keep t' recovery area out o' a swamp downwind. Launch and early boost were flawless and quite pretty--fast enough t' impress but slow enough t' watch t' whole way. Inexplicably, shiver me timbers, ya bilge rat, rather than weathercocking, me hearties, ya bilge rat, me bucko, it did t' opposite and arced slowly downwind around 10 t' 15 degrees. Ya scallywag! Coast was normal and ejection was just prior t' apogee. Arrr! Chute deployment be instantaneous, ya bilge rat, me bucko, which turned out t' be unfortunate.

Recovery:
Already well downwind and with t' chute out at max altitude, matey, t' Omloidinator made clear its intention t' float as far as possible towards t' swamp. Not just a mushy mud swamp but a thickly overgrown with brambles and bushes and vines and quite possibly hidden snake swamp. Begad! It descended beautifully but obstinately right into t' dreaded swamp. I tried t' crawl through the bush-barrier but gave up after 15 feet in as many minutes.

Summary:
Buildin' this be great fun and t' loss can't detract from that or from the very pretty flight. Flown where a swamp (or trees or power lines) can't reach it, this would make an impressive rocket, shiver me timbers, matey, with t' additional humor factor.