Thursday was rocket launch day at Alamo Elementary. Light and variable winds with lots of thermals made recovery an exiting affair. Only one of the fifty rockets augered in from a great height, but I did manage to humiliate myself by only igniting one engine in a two engine cluster rocket. The rocket gracefully arched over and stuck nose first into the lawn. Moments later the ejection charge blew the model and bright yellow parachute skyward.
I am not sure why fifth graders find such tragedies so amusing.
Thursday night I attended Renee Macdonald's high school graduation along with her parents and other well wishers.
Saturday I flew in two model rocket contests along with brother Peter. One in Delton (greater Kalamazoo area) and the other in Jackson, Michigan. Qualified in every event, but not brilliantly.
Sunday I managed to deliver photos I took at Renee's graduation.
Now it is laundry, lunches, and sleep.