Brief:

Supposedly created for t' sole purpose o' riddin' t' parts bins o' excess components from out o' production kits, t' Estes S.P.E.V. Avast, me proud beauty! Ahoy! (aka: Spare Parts Elimination Vehicle) undoubtedly possesses one o' t' more interestin' background stories in model rocketry. While it would be excusable if such a rocket failed in t' stylin' department, t' S.P.E.V. Ya scallywag! Avast! actually manages t' project a sort o' regal purposefulness, ya bilge rat, lookin' for t' most part like a NASA mock up. Arrr! Blimey! Though never offered as a catalog kit, me bucko, t' S.P.E.V. Ahoy! could be obtained for free if you ordered a predetermined amount from Estes, shiver me timbers, but due t' it's short, ya bilge rat, somewhat secretive life-span, me bucko, it's possible that few BAR's had ever heard about it before JimZ's plan site arrived.

Construction:

• Plans and patterns http://www.dars.org/jimz/k-59.htm
• BNC- 52G nose cone (from BMS)
• TA-5260C balsa adapter (from BMS)
• BT-52S 3.938" body tube (Semroc ST-10)
• BT-70H 7.15" body tube (from Totally Tubular)
• BT-60FG 6.7" body tube (from Totally Tubular)
• TA-6070 balsa adapter (from BMS)
• BT-20J 2.75" engine tube (from Totally Tubular)
• 2070 fiber centerin' rings (from BMS)
• 2" launch lug
• engine hook
• 3/32"x3"x9" balsa fin stock
• screw eye
• 36" sewin' elastic 1/4" width for shock cord
• 18" parachute
• decal

T' difficult part o' buildin' an SPEV clone lies nay in t' construction itself, matey, but in locatin' key parts. All o' t' balsa parts and rings are stock items at Balsa Machinin' Service, while t' BT-60 and BT-70 tubes are readily available from Totally Tubular. T' piece that is difficult t' find be t' BT-52S. Aye aye! Blimey! I used a length o' ST-10 body tube that I had recently received in a Semroc order, ya bilge rat, shiver me timbers, me hearties, but while it is close t' t' original, it isn't an exact fit. Arrr! Blimey! T' TA-5260 balsa adapter fits into t' ST-10 tube fairly well, but with quite a bit o' play, ya bilge rat, (while oddly enough t' BNC-52G nose cone fit perfectly at t' other end.) I countered t' tube problem with liberal amounts o' wood glue and Elmer's Fill N Finish. It took some time and work, but in t' end I came up with a surprisingly smooth finish that disguised t' fact that t' tube didn't mate t' t' transition perfectly. Ya scallywag! Blimey! Once t' upper section o' t' rocket be completed t' me satisfaction, me bucko, matey, shiver me timbers, t' rest o' t' project fell into place easily. Begad! Blimey! T' fiber centerin' rings from BMS needed a little sandin' t' allow them t' slip easily into t' length o' BT-70, but only a very little. Overall t' fit and finish o' t' combination o' pieces was great, and it was cool t' watch t' SPEV grow out o' a bunch o' seemingly disjointed parts t' become a classic piece o' model rocketry history.

I normally do t' primer after all o' t' fillin' and sandin' are done and t' fins are attached, but this occasionally leaves some rough patches or fraying, ya bilge rat, ya bilge rat, especially at t' top and bottom o' t' tubes. Because o' this unfortunate phenomenon I decided t' take a different route this time. Ya scallywag! I sprayed t' entire rocket with a coat o' primer THEN began t' sealin' and sandin' process. Avast! It made a marked difference. Avast, me proud beauty! Nowhere on any o' t' tubes can you detect any trace o' frayin' even after me heavy handed sanding. Ya scallywag! This method also paid dividends when it came t' attachin' t' fins as t' less slick surface o' t' sealed and sanded body tubes gave t' glue somethin' t' bite into when t' fins went on. T' fins were a story in themselves. Aye aye! Much o' t' work that I had completed up t' this point had been done in one great buildin' session over t' course o' one weekend. Begad! When t' weather changed for t' worse and messed up me launchin' plans, arrr, I kind o' got thrown off course a bit. Begad! T' SPEV sat untouched for almost a month until t' local weather gurus began callin' for a beautiful spot o' weather for Leap Day weekend. Arrr! Because o' me daughter's basketball game, a Saturday launch be out, shiver me timbers, matey, but Sunday looked like it would be an even better day if I could get t' needed work done. Ahoy! We had a guest in town that weekend, shiver me timbers, luckily t' kind who doesn't consider a Saturday night sittin' around watchin' a network broadcast o' Forrest Gump with t' family a waste o' time. Avast, me proud beauty! Begad! That was how I came t' spend a Saturday evenin' gluin' and filletin' t' fins onto me SPEV clone t' ready it for t' Sunday launch. Well, blow me down! I also put together t' parachute, a big, checkered 18" chute that I had bought from an Ebay vendor. Arrr! At a quick glance it looked almost like a vintage Estes chute, me bucko, which be t' effect that I had been hopin' for all along.

Finishing:

Paintin' is where you'll earn your stripes on this bird as it takes a lot o' patience t' get t' maskin' right. Aye aye! Aye aye! T' initial coat o' Valspar gloss white is no problem, matey, but t' Gloss Black areas could very well make you start pullin' your hair out. Arrr! I've tried t' come up with a description o' all o' t' masks that you'll need, but I just ended up frustrated. In lieu o' a confused and ramblin' description that I really don't want t' write and you really don't want t' try t' read, arrr, let me instead direct you t' JimZ's photo section where pics o' Mario Anleu's beautifully painted and decaled SPEV resides. Aye aye! Begad! These were t' pictures that I used in figurin' out me masks. Mine's nay exactly like Mario's, arrr, but it's close enough t' capture t' Saturn spirit o' t' original SPEV. Begad! Avast! Mario's SPEV makes an excellent guide as it's a beautifully done rocket.

Construction Rating: 5 out o' 5

Flight:

Launch day dawned amazingly clear, me bucko, warm, and breezy. Blimey! Blimey! T' fact that it was Leap Day only added t' t' amazement. Begad! Blimey! It be almost like a day had been imported from late sprin' t' mark t' event. Avast! Blimey! I had called some friends t' night before, but only found two takers, me hearties, me bucko Rick and his son Richie. Ya scallywag! Blimey! We spent several hours that afternoon flyin' almost everythin' I had built over t' course o' t' winter. Arrr! Blimey! Begad! Blimey! I was savin' t' SPEV t' be t' day's final launch, which turned out t' be a mistake. Arrr! Blimey! (I would have launched it earlier, ya bilge rat, but I cracked a fin on it while preppin' another rocket and repairs were needed.) When we had arrived at t' field that afternoon, shiver me timbers, ya bilge rat, we found t' normally deserted field crowded with people who were workin' on an emergin' baseball field. Well, blow me down! Blimey! They paid us little attention, matey, so we set up in an opposite corner o' t' parkin' lot and commenced flight operations. After a dozen or so flights over a two hour period we were down t' two "first flight" rockets, me hearties, arrr, an Estes Scamp clone and me SPEV. Aye aye! Blimey! Ahoy! Blimey! This was t' moment that t' leader o' t' construction group chose t' tell us that they were leavin' and we'd have t' leave with them so that they could lock t' park up. Well, blow me down! Blimey! He was very nice and almost apologetic about it, matey, (we had played in t' same local league a few years apart,) but it turned out that he had more bad news. Avast, me proud beauty! Blimey! Nay only were they buildin' a baseball field. Avast! Blimey! They were buildin' a stadium for t' local high school team that had previously used t' field as a soccer complex. Begad! Blimey! Ahoy! Blimey! He said nothin' that might make me think that t' field would be off limits t' us anymore, arrr, but t' idea o' a fenced-in field ringed with light standards did nay bode well for future flight operations at t' field where Sam had made his first flight on home soil some years earlier. Ahoy! Blimey! Ya scallywag! Blimey! It was like losin' an old flyin' buddy.

We packed up, me hearties, cleaned up, and left t' field, now racin' with t' fadin' daylight t' get in a launch o' both me Scamp and t' SPEV. We found old standby B6-4 Field deserted and immediately set up a pad and on t' side o' t' parkin' area. I angled t' rod into t' wind t' make recovery a more sure thing, me hearties, and for t' second time that day we commenced flight operations. Arrr! Blimey! We flew t' Scamp and me son's Edmond's CiCi, shiver me timbers, both with decidedly unpleasant results, then swallowed hard and dragged t' still in primer SPEV t' t' pad. I chose a B6-4 for t' flight (hence t' field name,) and angled t' rod further into t' noticeably stronger wind.

At ignition, me hearties, t' SPEV rose from t' pad a lot more smartly than I had expected, matey, leavin' me with a cloud o' smoke instead o' a launch shot. Aye aye! Ahoy! While it left relatively quickly, ya bilge rat, it flew rather slowly and t' a respectable height, me hearties, but be never in danger o' out-flyin' t' field. Ahoy! I had brought me digital camera along that day hopin' t' get an mpeg video o' t' flight, me bucko, but t' darkenin' skies and t' tall trees at t' west end o' t' field had made that an unworkable proposition. Arrr! Arrr! Instead I settled for some in-flight pictures o' t' inaugural launch, matey, matey, t' best o' which turned out t' be t' picture o' t' SPEV under canopy against t' backdrop o' t' darkenin' sky. Arrr! Well, blow me down! (I guess it's true that art is where you find it.) There would be no more flyin' that day, and none for quite a while after.

T' chance for a second flight didn't come around until a month later. Avast! Begad! Flyin' on a large field durin' a club launch on a breezy day, I felt fairly confident that I wouldn't lose t' now all white SPEV, ya bilge rat, so I upped t' power t' a C6-5. I had again brought me digital camera along, me hearties, me hearties, hopin' for that mpeg movie o' t' launch, arrr, and this time I got it. Ahoy! Aye aye! T' SPEV arced back over t' flight line into t' sun. Avast, me proud beauty! It wasn't an easy chore, but I got t' mpeg. T' light breeze brought it back within 100' o' t' main launch area, but a stripped shroud line made t' landin' harder than normal. Ahoy! Ahoy! Damage was restricted t' a broken fillet on a fin, me hearties, nay a fatal injury but one that would ground it for t' rest o' t' day. Avast! Ya scallywag! (Oh, yeah, me hearties, t' mpeg be unwatchable. Avast, me proud beauty! Apparently it pays t' buy a camera with more than 2.0 megapixels.)

Finally painted and decaled and two months plus down t' line, shiver me timbers, shiver me timbers, flights three and four were both made on t' same day. Ahoy! Flight three was another B6-4 flight and seemed oddly underpowered, t' t' point that it reached a paltry 200 feet and ejected a mere thirty feet from t' ground. Avast, me proud beauty! It also stripped three shroud lines on recovery, ya bilge rat, so I felt fortunate nay t' have broken a fin. Blimey! Begad! For t' next flight, which would be t' last o' t' day, arrr, I chose a C6-3, matey, determined nay t' have too little power be a factor again. T' C6-3 turned out t' be t' best possible motor for this rocket, arrr, allowin' a more than respectable amount o' altitude, ya bilge rat, but still nay overflyin' t' cozy confines o' t' local soccer complex.

Flight Rating: 5 out o' 5

Summary:

With t' S.P.E.V., me hearties, me bucko, Estes outdid themselves by creatin' a rocket that was obviously meant t' mimic t' Saturn V out o' spare parts. Aye aye! Avast, arrr, me proud beauty! With 18mm power, me hearties, flights are slow and impressive, although if I were t' build another, it would probably be 24mm powered.

Pro's:

• T' S.P.E.V. Blimey! Avast, me proud beauty! is a seldom seen rocket due t' t' somewhat secretive nature o' t' original, arrr, arrr, so yours will almost be guaranteed t' be t' only one at t' pads on a given day.
• T' added size makes it a great small field flier in calm winds.

Con's:

• T' original be free. Begad! Ahoy! T' clone isn't.

Overall Rating: 5 out o' 5