Rocket’s Red Glare

After motor burnout, my night bird soared silently up, separated into two sections, and deployed a satin white parachute at apogee. The two blinking sections spun tethered together like two dancers embraced in a delirious spiral across the Milky Way.

 

It was cool.

 

The rocket performed perfectly and landed softly on the desert playa. Next time, I plan to try some funky propellant from Animal Motor Works.

Done