Gaining Traction

Wednesday night, I headed down to the ballroom area with my parents for the A and B division Research and Development (R&D) presentations.  I usually look forward to listening to and presenting on this night of the competition, but I had decided not to submit my own report.  Instead, I was there strictly as an audience member, which was fun, but it couldn't distract me from wondering if Zach had read my article.

I sat there through presentation after presentation waiting and wondering.  I even perked up a little during Zach's presentation, but it still wasn't enough to distract me for long.  When the presentations finally ended, I began talking to some of the A and B division contestants and answered questions about why I hadn't presented tonight.  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone walking toward me.  It was Zach.  

We fielded questions and made small talk with people as we slowly made our way toward the door and out into the hallway.  Once we were outside, we found a table out of the way and sat down.  Quietly we began taking about the article, careful so that no one overheard us.  He really truly liked the ideas and the concepts!  He thought it could work and, just as I suspected, he wanted to help!  He had shown the article to his dad and they were all in, they just needed to know what to do.  Only problem was, I wasn't completely sure what was next either.

Dad and I had talked about a couple of options already.  The best idea we had at the time was to publish the article in the club's newsletter first, then after getting some feedback there, I would submit the article to Sport Rocketry, the national magazine, and see what happened.  It wasn't a great plan, but it was the best I could do.  In the meantime, everyone promised to keep things quiet until after NARAM... or at least that was the plan, but plans change.

Until next time, fly high, stay safe, and have fun!