Once the rocket is set up the official countdown can begin. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, BLAST OFF!!
This year we launched a two stage rocket, something we have never done before. Boy did that go HIGH. For several second the rocket was lost in the cloudy sky. We followed the rocket for at least 10 seconds as it descended through the troposphere. As it got closer Mark took off to see if he could, get this, Catch IT! HELLO? it is falling to the earth without a parachute, please don't impale yourself on the nose cone. As I screamed at Mark let it hit the ground, I noticed that the rocket, despite our best efforts to launch on a calm day, was being blown into a stand of trees. Uh-Oh.
Yep, another tradition, the annual search the woods for the rocket. Sadly this never ends well. While living in South Carolina we have yet to recover a single rocket! Ah.. nothing like a good tradition.