Gut Rumbles

September 22, 2005

a flashback

I must have been nine years old when I got a model rocket for Christmas one year. I believe that the thing fired on a mixture of baking soda and vinegar for fuel (it's been so long ago that I don't remember). It would shoot off into the sky so high that you could barely see it, and then deploy a parachute on the way down.

It was a glorious toy.

I enjoyed this post because Dax is exactly right. My daddy liked playing with that rocket as much as I did. It was a wonderful father-son activity.

I finally launched it on a windy day and the parachute got tangled in some power lines on the way down. I never got my rocket back from that ill-fated flight. That was the end of my space exploration until I started making potato guns.

Just damn! Reading that post brought back a lot of very fond memories.


I had a boat that ran on the same fuel. It had some serious "zing" as it went around the bathtub.

The Boy and I (and possibly his Daddy if he can get off work) have Rocket Camp coming up next month for Cub Scouts . . . I can't wait.

I think we get to use actual Estes rocket fuel, though.

Posted by: Anne on September 22, 2005 10:42 PM
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