Sunday, September 24, 2023

September morn launch at B6-4 Field, 9-22-23

 I was determined to get some flying in on my staycation, and showed up at the field on Thursday only to find breezier conditions than I was comfortable with.  I decided to try again on Friday, but closer to 9am than 10:30am.  This proved to be key as I managed to avoid anything more than an occasional fluffing of the flags and got most of my flights in before the flies knew my ankles were on the menu.  I actually had a list of rockets that I wanted to bring for this launch.  I'd spent a lunch hour at work carefully combing through the roster of rockets that hadn't flown in a long time, then I completely ignored it.  That was the result of my Wednesday and Thursday spent cleaning the shop.  Several of the rockets uncovered during the cleanup made the list, including the Estes S.P.E.V. and Scale Bash Hawk Motor Test Vehicle.

And the Starlight F-32 Avenger.  I had gone to build night at eRockets to start my staycation on Tuesday night, and Mike Rohde and I had been talking about the F-32 Avenger.  He had one of the newer kits that came with waterslides as opposed to my older kit that had the sticker decals.  My plan had always been to scan the stickers and make my own set of waterslides, but my printer developed a hiccup before I could get the project finished.  The Avenger last flew in 2017 and has hung around painted for years before that, but is still waiting for decals.


This was actually the second bird on the pad on the day.  The first was the Canaroc FK-3, which was scratched when the glue joint in the two-piece nose cone failed as I was checking for a parachute.  The Avenger would fly on an A8-3 and would serve as my wind test bird on the day.  The flight was arrow straight with a fairly violent event at ejection.  It looked iffy from the ground, but the parachute bloomed almost immediately and brought things down gently in from of the pad and slightly to the right.  As wind tests go, this one was encouraging.






Flight #2 would be my BT-50 upscale of the Estes Rogue, also on an A8-3.  Back when Gordon was still making decals, I bought a whole sheet with various sized of Rogue decals.  I've always said that if we'd finished dinner a half hour earlier in 1977, the Rogue would likely have been the rocket I chose, but our neighbors beat us to J.C. Penney Toyland.  One of my earliest clones was a BT-55 upscale of the Rogue, so it was always one that had stuck with me in the 24 years since my first flight.


The Rogue flight was very much like the Avenger, topping out around 350' and ejecting the parachute somewhat early.  The parachute deployed almost immediately and the rocket began a fairly quick descent back to the field, landing just to the left of the pad as opposed to just right for the Avenger.  It was also a bit closer to the pad, an honor it would wear for just a short time.  Starting off 2 for 2 wasn't what I'd come to expect of my B6-4 Field flights of late, but I couldn't complain.  That was for later.







Emboldened by the twin successes of the first two flights, I decided to go big for the next flight.  That's right, the mighty B6-4 in an eBay rescue rocket formerly known as the Warlock.  After swapping out the nose I'd originally swapped onto it with a spare Interceptor nose cone, the rocket was rechristened the Frankenceptor.  It may be the one and only flight in this guise.


Being as it came as a part of a lot buy of original designs, I feel safe in saying that this was not a catalog bird from some obscure sixties company.  I added the nose cones on the side pods since only one bright red one was included.  His color choices weren't that deranged.  The size of this rocket made it a decent choice for a B6-4 flight here, and it had successfully flown here on that motor five years ago.  This flight was off the pad quickly, with a slight lean to the left.  It topped out around 350' and tipped over before ejection, then began a slow, swinging descent back to the field.  Landing was in deep left and looked like a hard hit, but it survived without damage.  As for the nose cone, I'm not feeling it.  I may go back to the cone that it arrived with, a nicely yellowed PNC-55AC from the Arcas and Cherokee D.






Sticking with a theme, my fourth flight would be another B6-4 flight, because success breeds success.  Or maybe because it was the closest one to me in the copy paper box carrier I used for today's mission.  Whatever the case, the S.P.E.V. that I cloned in 2004 turned up during my cleaning venture, resplendent with a new fin.  Oddly enough, the fin that broke off also turned up.  Not sure what the future holds there.  It was also one of my earlier attempts at making my own decals.  Another cool thing about it was that it still had to checkered chute that it had used on every flight.  I bought it in an eBay Buy It Now and wish I'd bought 40 instead of 10.  They were made out of a black and white checked tablecloth and were pretty rugged.  I left appropriate feedback and the seller sent me a message thanking me.  He'd sold another lot to someone who had complained because they thought they were getting vintage Estes checked chutes despite the photos and description clearly describing them.  I went looking for a checkered tablecloth a couple of years ago, hoping to make more of them.  None to be found.  Of course, I didn't think to check Amazon. ;-) 


 Always a great flyer, especially here, the S.P.E.V. didn't fly as high as the Frankenceptor, but the flight was dead straight to 300'.  It had just tipped over when the ejection charge fired, and the big checkered chute brought it back right in front of the pad, about 50' out.  








I recently went on a paint and decal binge and one of the rockets that I finished was the Estes Airborne Surveillance Missile.  It had sat in primer and Fill & Finish for years, probably because I wasn't looking forward to the masking.  It's pretty tiny, and even a 1/2A here is almost too much for the field, but I build them to fly them, so here we are.  Flight #5 would be a 1/2A3-4T, breezes be damned.


The ASM was quick off the pad and got to apogee in what felt like a blink.  Despite the four second delay, it appeared to still be moving forward when it ejected.  Altitude was around 400-450' and it came down swinging side to side on the 12" chute, landing about 50' out from the pad.  Hard not to like a flight like that.








Again sticking with a theme, the next flight would be the seldom seen Mini-Brute Estes Hornet, also on a 1/2A3-4T.  NOW WITH NEW, IMPROVED DECALS!!!  This one had languished in yellow and black for a long time, so while I was on my decal rampage I took a Mini Brute bug from the Rogue decal sheet from Excelsior/Sandman.  Then during my cleaning frenzy on Thursday, I found an old Estes logo that JimZ had included with a Condor decal sheet in 2001.


Things had gone far too smoothly for me on this sunny Friday.  The Hornet flight was almost a carbon copy of the previous flight, the Estes ASM.  Great altitude, clearly over 400' with ejection just before apogee.  At ejection I waited for the streamer to begin streaming.  The streamer.  Yeah, should have checked that.  I followed the descent with my phone, and it began to look like it was going to smack me upside the head.  (That would have been warranted, all things considered.)  It crashed to the ground right next to the pad.  No big deal.  Not even a loosened fin.  This is a tough bird.







Oof.


The next flight would be the mid-point for the day, and I'd go big again with the Estes Army Hawk on a B6-4.  This one was also part of my decal blitz and it turned out quite nice.  Assuming that I remember the recovery gear, it stands a chance of staying that way.


 The Hawk would be another stellar B6-4 flight on the day.  Definitely a sweet spot for the mighty B.  This flight was straight up to 400'.  Ejection came just before it tipped over and the flight finished just to the left of the pad and slightly deeper than the other rockets that recovered on that part of the field.  Recovered intact, so is there anything else to say about a textbook flight.





 
Then I got cocky.  With several B6-4 flights under my belt, I decided to crank things up a bit.  The next flight would be a second gen Estes X-Wing on a C6-3.  It was a nice, still day and the X-Wing is very draggy and rated to around 500'.  This was a partially "built" starter kit that I bought via eBay years ago.  I had it ready to fly one other time and the super glue that the previous owner had used to attach the fins gave way.  It took a few years, but I had a tube of Testors orange with me when I was cleaning earlier in the week and I was able to secure things.


I'll admit, when this first left the pad leaning to the right, I thought it was going to clear the fence of the softball complex.  As it was it didn't seem to get close to the 500' mark.  More like 300-350'.  It tipped over and was heading down when the ejection charge fired.  Apparently I had selected streamer mode for the parachute, because it never inflated despite fully deploying.  It hit in short right field with a mighty crash, but other than a missing dorsal fin on one of the exhaust housings, it was undamaged.








Flight #9 was a scratch build that everyone toys with eventually.  I've flown, crashed and treed several over the years, sometimes getting them to do the corkscrew flight motion on the ascent.  I call this version Screw You, Cyril.  (Bonus points if you can tell me the movie that comes from.)  Nothing to this bird, a nail polish painted eBay nose cone from a late night Buy It Now lot, a spare body tube, a masking tape ring peeled down to appropriate thickness, and some balsa to shore it all up.  I'm guessing that it is streamer recovery, but we'll figure that out as we go.  It might not even have that, as we've seen already.


This was actually a B6-4 flight, which tells me I had it packed and ready to fly in Dayton.  All of my A8-3s were spoken for in other rockets, so I let it fly.  And it almost cost me.  It did what it was supposed to do and there was a slight corkscrew to the smoke trail, but I couldn't pay much attention to that because it left the pad heading right and was making serious tracks for the softball complex.  At ejection it actually appeared to be over the infield, but the streamer did enough that it dropped in extremely short right in foul territory.  Seems to me that I learned in the past that the smoke trail was more visibly corkscrewed on an A8-3 flight, so I got to learn it all over again.  Maybe I should write that down somewhere for future reference.  Nah, it'll be fine.






This is where things got ugly.  Emboldened by the success of the C6-3 X-Wing flight, I decided to give the Quest Star Trek Enterprise another chance at a flight.  Bill Cooke sent me this several years ago and I couldn't resist giving it a flight, which went totally sideways.  I hadn't made sure the booms were clear and had one of the leads crossing over one of the clear fins on the back of the boom.  When it left the rod, the boom was left behind and the flight quickly went unstable.  That was a bigger field, which was a detail I really should have taken into account.


Things went sideways fairly quickly.  Literally.  After clearing the rod, the Enterprise took a hard right toward the softball complex.  Stability was excellent.  Altitude was similarly impressive, although the flight path ate into it fairly severely.  That flight path was a high arc to the northwest.  West isn't a problem, other than the likelihood of landing on the softball field.  Northwest means traffic, and the Enterprise had a definite eye on US 27.  The ejection charge fired at 150', which might have made the flight survivable, but the shock cord failed.  The parachute and nose cone headed toward the woods behind the soccer field.  The main body came out of its dive, swooped over US 27, made a quick, looping turn back toward the soccer parking lot, and made impact.  Once my sphincter untightened, I walked over to find that one of the booms had been ripped on impact, and the nose cone and parachute were nowhere to be found.








Flight #11 was bound to suffer by comparison.  The Enterprise would be a hard act to follow.  Not to be deterred, I chose the Estes Solar Warrior on a 1/2A3-4T.  This is one of my brother-in-law's favorite rockets, and I picked one up cheap via eBay back before anyone thought about early 90's rocket being "vintage".


Back to normal.  The Solar Warrior flight was high and straight, completely without drama.  Kind of a palate cleanser.  Altitude appeared to be around 300' and ejection occurred just as the rocket tipped over.  Descent was fast, but the streamer did deploy, and the SW landed hard without damage 75' in front of the pad in straightaway center.  Palate cleansed.  Bring out more stinky cheese.







Unable to leave well enough alone, I felt the need to try another B6-4 flight for #12.  This would be the first flight for the Scale Bash Hawk Motor Test Vehicle since 2013.  I think this was the first rocket that I got flying from the Scale Bash plans, but I got discouraged when my airfoil job on the fins came out pretty iffy and never got around to painting it.  It wound up on the old Steelcase desk with the S.P.E.V., so both of them were drafted into service for the day.


The HMTV flight was impressive on the mighty B6-4.  I don't know if I changed the pad angle or if this rocket just needs an extra launch lug, but it had a decidedly leftward lean as it left the pad.  Altitude was impressive, around 400' and the flight path took it out over the school parking lot.  Ejection occurred at apogee and despite suffering from a case of parawad, the HMTV began riding the breeze back toward B6-4 Field.  Impact was hard, but didn't seem violent.  When I reached the landing site, I found one of the fins had broken off, but my Dad has an ultimate set of tools.  I can fix it.





Lucky #13 was not meant to be my last flight on the day, but that's the way it worked out.  I got interested in cloning MRI kits several years ago, and one that really turned out well was the Theta 37.  I borrowed the paint scheme from another rocket on a Facebox post, so it was a rarity in that it came to the pad the first time in 2018 in full livery.  That flight was notable for being a 1/2A flight in a cornfield.  I have the altitude listed as 100', and that might be generous.  I had planned to fly it at B6-4 Field on the 1/2A6-2, but the launch day didn't work out, and I never pulled the motor.  This was also the day when President Lee announced my R2D2 as R2DooDoo, so laughs abounded at my expense.  Today's flight would be an A8-3.  I checked.


The Theta 37 flight was impressive for being only an A8-3.  Altitude was excellent, around 300' and dead straight.  Ejection occurred just as it slowed and recovery was obviously going to be an issue.  I started walking out toward center field immediately and as I started walking, I heard the engine casing hit just before the rocket impacted.  Obviously my taping skills were lacking.  I expected the worst, but when I got to the landing site, the rocket showed no damage.





As I said, despite having the Sunward Star Watcher, Estes Challenger 1 Bo-Mar Spartan and the USS Cassiopeia in the box and ready to fly, this would be my last flight on the day.  The reason was not due to batteries.  I hadn't checked my supply of motor plugs before I left for the field, and the Theta 37 flight used my last A8-3 plug.  I had been lucky finding the yellow plug after my flights all day, but at 13 my luck ran out.  I have hundreds of yellow plugs in the basement.  I need to restock my field box, or at the very least consolidate my Altoids tins.


13 flights is a pretty decent work for a morning launch.  The good news is that I have more vacation coming up in October, so the B6-4 Field flying season is still ongoing.  Add in club launches, NSL East in November and cornfield season and I should have plenty to talk about before the holidays.  Apologies in advance.

MISSED ONE!!!
So, I actually had 14 flights, but a camera issue caused me to not have a movie of the Estes Laser Lance flight.  I pull my flight pics from the videos, so I apparently skipped over the Laser Lance.


This flight actually came just after the Army Hawk, and it might be a good thing that I didn't get footage of the flight.  It was actually the first flight of the day to experience shock cord failure.  The B6-4 flight was fairly standard, a straight boost with a bit of lean out away from the pad to about 300'.  Ejection occurred as it tipped in deep center field, and it was immediately evident that something had gone wrong.  The nose cone and payload went to the left while the body went right.  They hit the ground close to the same time.  I figured there would be fin damage on the body, but got to the landing site to find it all in one piece, with just a busted shock cord.  It wasn't pretty, but it's still a flight.

Wednesday, September 6, 2023

B6-4 Field Labor Day Spectacular - 9-4-23

 Yeah, that's blowing smoke up a crack that doesn't deserve it.  Nothing spectacular about profuse sweating and biting flies.  Still, it was a bright, sunny day without a cloud in the sky or a kid on the field.  And to top it off, the flags were still asleep when I pulled into the parking lot, although the breezes would awaken quickly following setup.  I had the usual tub o' rockets, a couple that had never flown and a lot that hadn't flown in quite a few years.  I'd bring them all back, some unflown due to battery issues, some of them in pieces.


This perfectly illustrates what kind of day it was for me.  I chose the eBay Sunspot to be my wind test bird for the morning.  The breezes kicked up just as I was putting my pad together, so I wanted to get a feel for how they'd push things around.  As far as I can tell, this was something that someone threw together back in the 60's.  I bought a box full of originals a few years back on eBay, named them, and stuck them into the flying order.  This was the last one to fly because the ancient glue on the motor mount gave way when I tried to load a motor in for the first flight.  I reglued the mount, added some Kevlar to the recovery system, and replaced the elastic shock cord.

The flight was pretty much perfect.  The pad was leaned slightly left, so the Sunspot arced over toward Woodfill Avenue, reaching around 250'.  It was over the trees at ejection, but........

Oh, yeah.  Ejection.  That's where the rocket is supposed to poop out a parachute.  Kinda reminds me that I have one in my pocket.  Yeah, that kinda day.  Not to worry.  The Sunspot took it like a trooper, floating down to a hard hit in the outfield, but coming away with no damage.




For the second flight, I went big, The Grand Wazoo on a mighty B6-4.  That'll wake the neighbors.  (Come on, it's almost lunch.)  The Grand Wazoo is one of my shop scrap birds that I built back in the days when I could actually sit on the floor and build while I watched a ballgame.  Sitting on the floor these days becomes painful after a few minutes, and I have to stand to wake up my butt a lot.  I miss being 50.

The Wazoo left the pad following the same path as the Sunspot, but really labored to reach 300'.  He's a big boy, and he flies like it.  Like I said, a labored ascent, followed by a graceful arch at apogee, then the chute.  Cue the chute.  I know I put one in this one.  Ugh, that's gonna leave a mark.  There was a chute, but the ejection charge for this motor was both late and feh.  I think it eventually fired just before impact because all the damage was to the upper body tube.  I was able to bend the tube out and work the nose cone back in, so it's likely repairable, but it's no longer a pretty boy.




Yeah, you can imagine that the pool was calling me loudly at this point, but I stiffened the upper lip and pressed on.  Flight #3 would be a new bird, the P.A.R.A. Bandersnatch, a plan I found buried deep in the files at JimZ's. para08.pdf (spacemodeling.org)

Unpainted as yet, and with the wrong nose cone until I find my Futuristic Parts Assortment, it still looks pretty good.  This would be an A8-3 flight with the pad angled straight up after two close calls with the trees at the edge of the field.  Turned out to be a good call.  The Bandersnatch flight was dead straight to about 300'.  Ejection occurred just as forward motion slowed, and my pocket parachute brought things back to the field without damage or drama right behind me in short left field.





Finally, a successful flight on the day.  Speaking of drama, while I was packing up the Bandersnatch, I noticed a police cruiser pulling into the school parking lot.  No big deal, but then he didn't pull out.  I made a mental note of this and got about the business of getting my 1969 catalog Big Bertha clone ready to fly for the first time since 2015.  Why so long?  I guess I always found something sexier that needed flight time.


As I was loading it on the pad, I noticed two police officers watching from the driveway of the school.  I waved as I do to all spectators, then started wondering why they were watching.  The B6-4 flight was impressive, way higher than the heavier Grand Wazoo, approaching 400'.  This took it out over the school parking lot and at ejection it began drifting back toward the field.  The problem was that two trees stood between Bertha and a safe recovery, and she clearly wasn't going to make it over the trees.  I was sure it had been treed, but the clearing between the top of the hill and the bottom of the branches showed a flash of red just when I thought all was lost.  It landed hard on Woodfill Avenue to the cheers of my audience, and they disappeared back to the cruiser, hopefully not to write me a citation.  I saw them at the light a few minutes later.  B6-4 Field lives on.




Flight #5 would be the Estes Chuter Two, and this would be as close as you'd get to a flight pic.  I blame the heat for this.  And the bright of the sun.  And my sunglasses.  I noticed the solid red circle instead of the smaller circle when I was trying to keep the flight in the non-existent frame.  


A8-3 flight, so not terribly high, which is just what I want for these launches.  The Chuter Two flight topped out around 250', the chute popped at apogee, and it recovered on the ballfield around pitcher's mound.  This photo was taken with my iPad, just to see what kind of pics it produced.  I don't think I even got the usual glamour shot with my phone.  Once again, hot, sweaty, nasty flies and bright sunshine, the four horsemen of bad photography.


Several months back I discovered a new hobby shop while on a project run for my wife.  They just happened to have the elusive paint color that matched the Custom Tristar that I had two decal sets for.  (One of my Tristars got treed here at B6-4 Field in 2001.  The other died when my nephew tried to get the nose cone into the top of the body tube by slamming it in with an open palm.)  I bought one of the new Tristars a few years back, now called the Galaxy Rescue.  2001 was a long time ago, and it wasn't until I started the decal process that I realized that the old Tristar was taller.  Luckily, I still have a decal set to build one with the correct tube.


The Galaxy Rescue flew well on an A8-3 to around 300'.  I had several birds perform extremely well on this day.  This was one of them.  After arcing out toward the trees the GR popped the chute at apogee and began drifting back across the field toward me, eventually landing in short left field.  I'll have to pick up another one and find a Tristar-length piece of BT-50.  I forgot how much I like the old Custom birds.







Next in the air would be the Estes Super Alpha, always a favorite of mine here at B6-4 Field.  It's the perfect bird to fly on a B6-4 here.  It was the rocket that convinced me that BT-60 based birds have no business flying on an A8-3 here, even Goonies.


The Super Alpha didn't disappoint.  Anyone.  While I was doing my between flights stuff, I noticed a blacked out SUV cruising by slowly on Woodfill Avenue.  They stopped right at the end near the telephone pole where I hung my Astron Drifter many years ago.  It eventually dawned on me that they were waiting to see a rocket fly, so I went into hustle mode.  Actually, I didn't hustle.  I just skipped things that I normally did like checking the parachute.  (A lot of that going around these days.)   I got it set up, attached the clips, did a quick count, and fired it up.  The B6-4 flight went to 350' or so, fairly straight with a slight lean out toward the hill.  Ejection occurred just as it slowed down and the Mylar chute brought it back across the field to a nice, soft landing.  The SUV erupted with cheers before driving off.







The next flight would be another one that conditions would conspire to keep me from capturing on video.  That turned out not to be a bad thing.  I'd flown my Harpoon AGM 84A here several weeks ago on an A8-3, a low level, but stable flight.  This time I loaded it with a B6-4 and anticipated a stellar flight.


Yeah, no.  Apparently, I need more nose weight for this one.  It left the pad and immediately began cartwheeling off to the left.  Total altitude was about 50' and it hit the ground under power.  The ejection charge fired into the dry grass and I initially worried that I was going to have to get out my fire bottle, but it just made a mess by barfing all over the outfield.  It got a broken fin for its troubles.

Flight #9 was the Kopter Rotor Recovery Eagle, a clone that I did based on a catalog drawing.  Despite such an inauspicious start, it actually turned out well and flies decently.  This flight would be on an A8-3 like the previous two flights.


The flight of the Eagle could have been triumphant had it not been for the parawad recovery.  That could have been avoided had I thought the situation out more carefully.  The parachute for this flight had been in my pocket for several flights.  Several sweaty flights.  Due to the incredible moistness of my thighs, the parachute was also moist and therefor incapable of deploying correctly.  The flight was to about 250', a pretty standard flight on an A8-3.  The parachute looked like a wad of gum someone had spit out after a long, unpleasant 1/2 inning where the entire roster of the opposing team scored.  Ptooie.  Splat.  It hit hard and bounced about a foot.  At first I thought a miracle had occurred and it was left undamaged, but when I turned it over one of the smaller fins was broken off like a tooth in a hockey game.  Bummer.  I really liked the finish of this one.




This brings us to the end.  The final flight.  The realization that the batteries, after a good long run, have finally crapped out on you.  Flight #10 would be the Tau Zero Prometheus, a rocket that has had a long, rough history here at B6-4 Field.  It last flew in 2015, and I thought that was going to be the last flight ever.  Two fins were broken and the mid-body tube was creased bad enough to look like it might not be flightworthy again.  A couple of months back I traced the remaining fin, cut out and applied two new ones, wicked some thin CA into the creased body tube, and decided to give it another shot.


When I first built this, I anticipated going from an A8-3 first flight to a B6-4 and possibly C6-5.  To date it has never flown on anything but an A8-3, and all flights have incurred some damage.  This flight would be on an A8-3.  Tradition, you know.  In the past this has been a streamer recovery bird, but for this flight I fount a tiny T.H.O.Y. parachute that I believe came with my T.H.O.Y. Macron.  It appeared to be the perfect chute for the Prometheus.  The flight itself was perfect, arcing out slightly toward the hill to about 350'.  It ejected as it was tipping and began racing toward right center at a rapid rate, the tiny chute looking as if it had not read the job description.  Impact was hard, another bounce that I felt in my moist bones.  I approached the crash site, fully expecting to see another cracked fin, but to my shock everything held together.




I still had rockets at the ready after the Prometheus flight.  The Estes Challenger 1, the Semroc Hydra One, the Estes Starchaser, which I'd hoped to make my first B6-4 Field cluster.  All of them tried and failed.  It occurred to me that these batteries had been doing B6-4 Field duty since around the start of Covid.  They were probably tired.  And moist.  I know I was.  I have a couple of weeks before my next vacation, one of my Wed-Fri weekend extenders.  I've traditionally used at least one day during these breaks to slip off for a nooner.  I have a shopping list.  A8-3s, B6-4s and C-cell batteries.  Maybe a sweatband, too.  Maybe several.