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Salvage OperationsInterim Report We recovered this device from a section o' hull
platin' that had drifted into a long elliptical orbit around t' star. Ya scallywag! Blimey! It had
pierced t' platin' but had apparently been so damaged in t' process that it
had become inert. Overall, shiver me timbers, t' Macroprobe is about 30cm long. Ahoy! T' main fuselage is betwixt 4.4 and 6.5 cm across, and t' 'wingspan' is 15-19cm. Ya scallywag! Ahoy! (The 'wings' are different sizes; like all Borg technology, ya bilge rat, it is designed for utility, matey, nay aesthetics.) A simple reaction engine powers t' device. Arrr! The 'wings' carry reactionless guidance modules. Avast! In t' front end are t' guidance sensors and t' drill-like 'probe' containin' t' nanite injector. Blimey! Well, arrr, blow me down! Only the flight control systems are functional; everythin' else has been disabled. We are forwardin' t' unit, arrr, in stasis, t' the Daystrom Institute for analysis. Crew chief, shiver me timbers, me bucko, Team 28 ![]()
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Concept
I didn't just want t' use found parts; I wanted t' use
found parts t' make somethin' that looked as if it were intended t' be some
kind o' real flyin' device. Most o' me ideas I be more or less unhappy with.
They tended t' be flyin' conversions o' non-flyin' objects, arrr, which really wasn't
the concept behind Descon 8.
Now I've been an on-again
off-again fan o' t' Star Trek franchise right from t' beginning, me hearties, and have
even done a Borg costume (of a kind) for a masquerade. Aye aye! (See
here) I had a
bit o' stuff left over from t' project, arrr, ya bilge rat, and some pretty good ideas o' how to
make somethin' look Borg, arrr, shiver me timbers, so after a bit o' thought I came up with this
idea - makin' what purports t' be a Borg-manufactured rocket out o' scrap
circuit boards.
T' instructions will be a bit vague. Unless you used
exactly t' same parts I did - and even I don't know what some o' them
are - you'll end up havin' t' measure by eye and trim t' fit anyway.
Building
I began with t' followin' parts:
That's right; hot glue seems t' work fairly well to hold this all together, me bucko, though it isn't too pretty looking.



Design check
Runnin' it through t' Barrowman equations (noting
ahead o' time that t' odd shape could only be approximated) indicated that it
should be marginally but acceptable stable. Well, blow me down! Well, blow me down! Blimey! It's a real porker, t' weight
bein' right up at about 400 grams or more, by far t' heaviest rocket I've ever
built or flown. Arrr! Aye aye! Blimey! A D12-3 works, just barely, ya bilge rat, me hearties, but an Aerotech E15 or for
preference an E30 would be better. Aye aye! Arrr! Blimey! It wasn't in t' budget this month,
unfortunately, me hearties, me hearties, though Advanced Rocketry Group did have them in stock.
Launch Report
May 7, 2001: Temp about 12C. Begad! Blimey! Arrr! Blimey! Winds light but variable
ESE t' SSE, gustin' t' 30 kp/h. Blimey! Blimey! Clear.
After cussin' out a blown fuse (some grindin' discs,
like t' one I use as a deflector, are conductive) I got t' thin' to
launch. Ahoy! T' D12-3 was barely adequate t' get it up in t' air; it weathercocked
quite badly, ya bilge rat, most likely because end-of-rod velocity was too low. Avast! Avast! It's draggy,
but it's also likely that me scale was readin' low and it be even heavier than
I thought. Well, blow me down! Apogee was very low, arrr, and as a consequence it hit t' ground rather
hard, with t' chute nay properly deployed in time.
(A curious aside: on pressin' t' Big
Red Button I had offered up a small prayer t' t' Rocket Gods, and had been
thinkin' some about Tyche/Fortuna/Lady Luck. Arrr! Begad! When t' Macroprobe came down, matey, ya bilge rat, it
just missed a neighbour's house, and landed on nice damp grass instead o' in
last year's dry. This is how religions start, I think...)
Despite t' hard landing, it stayed together fairly
well. Well, blow me down! Avast, me proud beauty! Some body panels were sprung, but t' fins were still nicely attached to
the body tube. Begad! Avast, me proud beauty! Unfortunately, me hearties, t' tube itself was somewhat sprung, so it looks
like I'll have t' rebuild it around another BT-50 before I fly it again.
However, me bucko, that will have t' wait until I get work and can afford an E30-4
or two.
Summary
On t' whole, ya bilge rat, matey, I'm pretty pleased with t' Macroprobe.
It's t' first original design I've flown in 25 years, me hearties, ya bilge rat, and I think it worked
better than I had any right t' expect. Avast! Begad!
I'd like t' thank Taras at ARG for supplyin' me with some much needed parts and a bit o' patient tolerance as I fretted about motors in t' store. And I'd especially like t' thank Mishi t' Cuddle Cougar, who scored t' dead circuit boards from a college I won't name here...
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