We had just returned from our Switzerland,
Germany, and Austria odyssey and were ill prepared for this July
Toni and I hurriedly packed two rockets on a moment’s notice and headed
to Maryland’s Eastern Shore early in the morning, just minutes ahead of
the beach traffic. We stopped at Holly’s for a quick breakfast and
some time at a local Queen Ann’s County Park before it was time to set
up the field at the sod farm.
Maryland’s Eastern Shore had been receiving its fair share of rain despite the severe drought on Maryland’s Western Shore. The sod farm was green and lush and the corn in the fields was high as an elephant’s ear. The weather provided clear skies but it was extremely hot with temperatures in the high nineties. A small whiff of air would pass by to provide some small relief. There was much help setting up the field and within an hour the field was ready for some launching.
The easy to prep R2/V2 was first on the pad with a Loki G80 for propulsion. The whiff of air increased just as R2/V2 jumped from the pad. R2/V2 slightly arced into this whiff until deploying its main around 800 feet. It then descended under its yellow parachute while drifting past the sod, past the muddy weed field, and finally coming to a rest at the edge of the corn field without any damage. See R2/V2’s routine flight here.
The next rocket to take to the skies was Shaken, Not Stirred, with the Q-Cam taped to the sustainer and a Loki H144 for propulsion. Shaken, Not Stirred bolted straight and true off the pad and achieved 1,204 feet before arching over and successfully deploying its drogue. It quickly descended under the drogue before deploying its main at a low 400 feet. Shaken, Not Stirred came to rest in the soft sod without any damage. See Shaken, Not Stirred’s flight and onboard video here.
The weather was still very hot so we relax somewhat while drinking plenty of liquids. Toni assisted in registering new flyers and collecting launch fees. I helped with the bucket of rockets until it was time to pack the field for the night. The air conditioning was cranking in the HighLander on the way home but it was a quick swim in the pool that brought us back to life from the day’s heat. Until the next launch . . .