Where are they now?

I think one of the more common questions I hear from my non-rocketry friends is "Where the heck do you keep that thing?" And incredibly, more than 90% of the time they are talking about my rockets. Of course it is entirely possible that no one is really interested in the answer to that question — but because I am on a quest to keep adding fresh content to this web site, I'm going to answer it anyway.

The Happy Birthday Party Napkin of the Apocalypse was the first rocket that created a storage concern. Where do you but a rocket the size and shape of a rain barrel?

Obviously you attach it to the wall of your garage. I followed suit by finding wall space for the Blowfish Avenger and The Rocket Formerly Known As Black.

Darmok and Jilad at Tinagra gets a place of honor next to my hand tools. It's beat up, but I can't bare to toss it.

The RAF Basset and the Thunderbird Mk1 hug the ceiling above my motorcycle. If one of them ever falls I'll be ticked off.

The south side of this beam holds the two stages of the 2/5 scale Standard Missile. I'm sure I will keep on flying this one until I get the staging to work.

The north side holds the Defender, the Evil Dr. Manchu's Avenging Projectile of Doom, and Grandma Lucy's Semi-Annual Memorial Day Prickly Heat Telethon-of-Love.

To the left of he last photo is the Halloweener Mk3, the Talon 3, and the Talon 2. It looks like the Halloweener is showing a little midriff in this photo. Britney Spears wannabe....

Now this is amusing — none of these rockets belong to me. A friend of mine asked me to store them while he worked on his garage. They sit up there in plain sight and I forgot I had them.

The Galactic Zephyr stands in the entryway outside my front door. Fortunately the rocket is not visible from the street or I would be getting letters from my homeowner's association about twice a week. My wife has hatched a plan to blow it up.

I don't know where I'm going to store this monster. It's only about 8' tall (I am talking about the rocket, by the way) but it is 6' across at the tips of the elevons. Right now it is sitting under a tarp in my yard. I'll update when I have a solution.

So now you've seen where Brad squirrles away his rockets. What about you? Send on this page the location of your prized rockets has to be no less unusual!

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