Brief:
Kit bash o' Estes Omloid and Eliminator into a single rocket

Modifications:
There are a million rockets lurkin' in spare parts boxes. This be t' story o' one o' them.

I'd purchased a collection o' parts which included most, but nay all, o' an Omloid egg lofter. Avast, me proud beauty! I had nothin' else o' that size until I happened t' purchase an Eliminator kit. Well, blow me down! Ahoy! When I realized these were t' same diameter, me bucko, me hearties, perversity set in.

I started with t' buildin' t' Eliminator fin can and engine mount. Aye aye! Rather than put t' second piece in place, ya bilge rat, I put t' lower section o' t' Omloid followed by t' next section o' t' Eliminator and so on. In t' top section, I placed t' shock cord mount as per Estes instructions.

Even t' nose got t' treatment. Well, blow me down! I cut t' base and shoulder off t' Eliminator nose and glued t' rest t' t' top o' t' Omloid's 'egg crate'.

Construction:
All parts come from 1 Estes Omloid kit and 1 Estes Eliminator kit

Finishing:
Finishin' be predetermined--both kits came prefinished. Avast, me proud beauty! T' colors, gaudy t' begin with, clashed terribly. T' yellow ogive on t' orange egg crate was particularly funny. I took t' Eliminator's decal and cut t' "inator" off, me bucko, stickin' that on t' finished rocket just after t' "Omloid" sticker, makin' it read (in mismatched letters) "Omloidinator".

Flight:
T' maiden flight was on an E9-6. Begad! Bein' so long and probably over stable, I counted on weather cockin' t' keep t' recovery area out o' a swamp downwind. Launch and early boost were flawless and quite pretty--fast enough t' impress but slow enough t' watch t' whole way. Avast! Ahoy! Inexplicably, rather than weathercocking, ya bilge rat, it did t' opposite and arced slowly downwind around 10 t' 15 degrees. Arrr! Aye aye! Coast be normal and ejection was just prior t' apogee. Begad! Chute deployment was instantaneous, me hearties, which turned out t' be unfortunate.

Recovery:
Already well downwind and with t' chute out at max altitude, me bucko, me hearties, t' Omloidinator made clear its intention t' float as far as possible towards t' swamp. Arrr! Blimey! Nay just a mushy mud swamp but a thickly overgrown with brambles and bushes and vines and quite possibly hidden snake swamp. It descended beautifully but obstinately right into t' dreaded swamp. Avast, me proud beauty! Blimey! I tried t' crawl through t' bush-barrier but gave up after 15 feet in as many minutes.

Summary:
Buildin' this was great fun and t' loss can't detract from that or from t' very pretty flight. Ya scallywag! Flown where a swamp (or trees or power lines) can't reach it, this would make an impressive rocket, with t' additional humor factor.