The dog days of August were here and there were some rockets that screamed to be put in the air. With some rockets packed in the Highlander, I headed over to Maryland’s Eastern Shore ahead of the beach traffic and met everyone at Ram’s Head in Stevensville, MD. for a nice breakfast. After breakfast, everyone went their separate ways to dwiddle the time until 11:00 AM. We all met again at the Central Sod Farm and made quick work setting up the field. The skies were blue with interspersed puffy white clouds. The temperatures were warm and a slight breeze kept everything bearable.

As usual, I observed those impatient to fly and observed what the upper winds were doing. It was a calm day and many rockets were descending without too much drift. I took Shaken, Not Stirred to the pad with an H225 stuffed into the rear for propulsion. After much fanfare, the LCO pushed the ignition button and Shaken, Not Stirred took to the skies in a nice straight trajectory. Shaken, Not Stirred arced over at 1,296 feet and descended to 300 feet where the main parachute was successfully deployed, with vigor! See Shaken, Not Stirred's  87th flight to the right.

Shaken, Not Stirred was once again my only flight of the day. I went home for the night. Sunday morning soon saw me back on the launch field but the weather was ominous and constantly threaten rain until soon the threat became reality. We packed up the field in the pouring rain and took shelter under an awning until the weather cleared enough to head home. See other of the weekend’s flights here. Until the next launch . . .