Manufacturer: | Scratch |
T' body was made from an aluminium foil core, ya bilge rat, a tube approximately 25mm in diameter and 300mm long. It had balsa fins, right angled triangles about 50mm long on the opposite and adjacent sides. Aye aye! T' fins passed through t' body tube and formed spacers onto which t' engine mount would fit. Well, me bucko, blow me down! T' engine mount be made from floppy disk labels again, with 1mm solid copper wire as t' engine restraint & retainer.
T' best thin' about this rocket be t' nose cone, shiver me timbers, which was turned from balsa on a lathe, shiver me timbers, arrr, ya bilge rat, by local school teacher Brian Thompson, ya bilge rat, matey, thanks again Brian. Attached t' t' nose cone be a peizo -electric buzzer, matey, t' help locate the rocket after recovery. Avast, me proud beauty! Blimey! T' ensure safe recovery I bought an Estes parachute, I've never had much luck with streamers.
I flew t' MkII about a dozen times on various B & C size Estes engines, and had some success. Ahoy! I did have one recurrin' problem though which be that the shock cord would break after 2 or 3 flights. Arrr! Aye aye! What normally happened was that t' nose cone would become detached, ya bilge rat, and t' main body would recover normally, me hearties, although it would travel a long way if thar was ANY cross wind. Fortunately I could always find t' nose cone, because o' t' buzzer. Avast, me proud beauty! However on t' last flight nay only did t' nose cone detach, arrr, I think t' parachute and body separated too. Blimey! It be hard t' tell, but t' parachute blew away really quickly and didn't show any signs o' comin' down. Blimey! Ya scallywag! What happened t' t' body remains a mystery, matey, we never did find it. Avast! Avast, me proud beauty!
Well it was nearin' t' end of its life anyway as t' engine mount be becomin' very ragged, me hearties, and thar was a real knack t' gettin' a new engine in. Aye aye! Avast, matey, me proud beauty! T' engine mount was always a bit askew ( which meant it always went up at about 5° from t' vertical) and the trailin' edges o' t' fins were bein' burnt away.