Posted on 07/26/2005 9:45:17 PM PDT by Lokibob
My Space Story
Folks ask me why I am so high on NASA and going into space. The reason is that during the 60s, I was involved in the man mission to the moon. It was quite a story:
November 1965 I was assigned to White Sands Missile Range as a weather observer E-4. My section chief called me in and told me that I and another GI (Bob Snyder) were being assigned to an important project, the Little Joe II.
The little Joe II was the escape rocket on top of the Apollo capsule. If something went wrong, the Astronauts would fire the Little Joe rocket and it would pull the capsule off the Apollo rocket. That was what we were testing. I guess it was important!!!!!
We were to check out surface weather measuring gear and to go up range to the 30 mile area right at the edge of the White Sands National monument. There we were to radio in the weather conditions every 30 minutes until the project fired. We were taking weather measurements in the landing area.
Now this mission was to launch at 0600 and it was very important that we give them a heads up on the landing area conditions. That meant we had to be there at 0230 (or as we referred to it oh dark 30).
We had to drag a trailer with a 30 meter tower and an anemometer on the top. And NO, we were not allowed to leave it out there. That meant leaving at midnight so we had time to assemble the tower and start our readings. This tower was pneumatic, where we had to manually pump air into it to make it go up.
Every night in November, including Thanksgiving Bob and I were at the 30 mile area, pumping up the damn tower. Only to have the mission cancel.
Snyder got the idea to connect a helium tank to the tower, so all we had to do was crack the helium valve and the tower would go straight up. We got the stuff together to try this in early December. Real bad idea!!!
Helium tanks have 2000 lbs of pressure, anemometer towers are designed to work with 30 lbs of pressure. We launched the whole damn tower probably 1,000 feet straight up in the air, anemometer, cable and all. Back to pumping the tower up (after we replaced the trailer).
Now we were into December, with the mission still scheduled every day. However, the range shut down 20 December until January 1st. Even the NASA weenies had families.
Jan 1, hangover and all, Snyder and I were up to the 30 mile area, pumping up our tower. Weather was crappy, cloudy every morning or high winds. I figured Id retire before Little Joe II ever got off the ground.
Jan 20th: Cold but clear morning, visibility great, we could see the launch pad (LC-33) 30 miles away. Reporting the winds as light and variable, every thing was a GO!!!
5-4-3-2-1 fire, the launch pad area lit up and the rocket was on the way. Bob and I watched as it went directly overhead, AND BLEW UP!!!!
Damn, we were in trouble. We listened as parts of that massive rocket started falling around us. We did the only thing we could do, crawled under the truck, like that would help!
Big chunks were falling around us. How we survived, I have no idea. One of the motors hit less than 100 yards from us.
Things quieted down, and 2 scared troops crawled out from under the truck, looked up and saw the Apollo capsule, under 3 super large parachutes floating down, landing less than ¼ mile from us. I wish I had a camera, but alas, cameras were not allowed on WSMR range.
Bob and I took our last weather observation, let the air out of our tower, folded it all up, and went to see the Apollo capsule.
As we drove up to the capsule, a National Park Ranger stopped us and asked us what the hell we thought we were doing. I told him we were the weather observers and part of the Little Joe II program. He asked how long we had been out there and we told him since Mid November. He had a kitten.
He told me that under no circumstances were we allowed in the National Monument without supervision. Asked who my boss was. I told him to wait a second, and he could talk to my boss on the radio.
I radioed back to main base, asked for my NCOIC. When he came on the radio, I told him Smoky The Bear wanted to talk to him. Snyder and I got out of the truck and walked over to the capsule and had a cigarette.
Never did find out what Smoky said to my Sgt.
Here is a reference I found on the net, for the LITTLE JOE II mission that day:
- 1966 Jan 20 - Nation: USA.Little Joe II A-004 Program: Apollo
Apollo Mission A-004 was successfully accomplished at White Sands Missile Range. This was the first flight test utilizing the Apollo Block I type spacecraft and the sixth and final test of the Apollo CSM development program at WSMR.
Primary test objectives were:
to demonstrate satisfactory launch escape vehicle performance for an abort in the power-on, tumbling boundary region; and
to demonstrate the structural integrity of the launch escape vehicle airframe for an abort in the power-on, tumbling boundary region. The Little Joe II launch vehicle boosted the 4,536-kg 5-ton unmanned spacecraft to a 24-km (15-mi) altitude.
The only significant anomaly recorded was loss of RE telemetry about two seconds after abort.
Unfortunately I can't muster up the same enthusiasm for a program that IMO sends money down a hole. Please correct me if I'm misunderstood, but what exactly has the space program given back to the U.S. economy in terms of innovation and new technology since the advent of the Shuttle program?
Talk about raining on a guy's parade. You are griping about NASA "since the advent of the shuttle program" and LokiBob is talking about events that predate that by two decades.
What reason do you have for being so nasty to another FReeper?
Sorry, didn't mean to offend. I completely agree that the Moonshot was a great boon for science and technology during it's time. I didn't mean to rain on anyone's parade. I would just like to be more informed as to why I should be enthusiastic about the current state of NASA.
seeing that "Folks ask me why I am so high on NASA and going into space." was the author's opening line, I could argue that the past has little bearing on our present situation.
Really Lokibob, did you not read the part of my post that said "If I am misunderstood"? I really have not seen much positive return from the Shuttle program. Billions spent on sending these vehicles to space with very little to show for it. If I am wrong, please correct me. If not, don't say I'm complaining, just stating my opinion.
Fair enough...
I read your post three times and all I saw was complaining. Maybe I should have read it a few more, or maybe I should have had the grace, as did LokiBob, to answer you question.
Sorry 'bout that...probably the old soldier in me.
Congratulations! I was a teenager when Man first walked on the Moon and it fascinated me. I lived in Houston at the time and have visited NASA there. I've seen the shuttle atop its carrier plane as it landed in San Antonio.
I looked at the picture of the Commander of today's flight and she looked soooo young, even younger than my son.
Thanks for the courtesy or rereading my post. Although, "the old soldier" in you obviously isn't seeing the fiscal conservative in me. Until some NASA enthusiast can show me the return on tens of billions of dollars in expense, I shall have the right to complain, it that's how you see it.
NASA's 2002 accomplishments:
04.08.03 - Enclosure 2: NASA Accomplishments during 2002 and FY 2004 Budget Request
04.08.03
NASA has made significant progress during 2002 on a number of important research and exploration objectives. During the past year, NASA:
Captured a dramatic new portrait of the infant universe in sharp focus. NASA's Wilkinson Microwave Anistropy Probe revealed the first generation of stars that began shining only 200 million years after the big bang and forecasted the age of the universe at 13.7 billion years old. Most striking though was the probe's discovery that the universe will probably expand forever.
Upgraded the Hubble Space Telescope on Columbia's mission (STS-109) in March 2002. Columbia's astronauts installed new solar panels, a better central power unit and a new camera that increased Hubble's "vision" tenfold, and revived a disabled infrared camera using an experimental cooling system.
Celebrated Riccardo Giacconi's 2002 Nobel Prize in Physics for his pioneering NASA sponsored work in the field of X-Ray astronomy. This work has led to important discoveries about the nature of black holes, the formation of galaxies, and the life cycles of stars.
Demonstrated a prototype device that automatically and continuously monitors the air for the presence of bacterial spores that may be used to detect biohazards, such as anthrax.
Made progress on the development of a radar system for aircraft that detects atmospheric turbulence, thus improving prospects for commercial airliners to avoid the kind of bumpy weather most airline passengers find uncomfortable.
Advanced technology to reduce airliner fuel tank fires or explosions, in our effort to make air travel safer and more secure.
Began tests on a technology effort to develop lighter-weight flexible-wing aircraft.
Measured through the Mars Odyssey spacecraft enough water ice buried deep under the poles of the red planet, that if thawed, could fill Lake Michigan twice over.
Discovered for the first time, a planetary system, circling the nearby star 55 Cancri, with a Jupiter-sized planet at about the same distance for its parent star as our own Jupiter is from our sun. This discovery enhances the possibility that Earth-like planets could exist in such systems throughout the galaxy.
Conducted Earth Science research that may one day allow public health officials to better track and predict the spread of West Nile Virus or similar diseases.
Worked to develop cutting-edge technologies that will increase our weather forecasting capability from the current three-to-five-day accuracy level up to a seven-to-ten-day level within this decade.
Observed the disintegration of the Antarctic Larsen Ice Shelf and the seasonal acceleration of the Greenland ice sheet.
Encouraged thousands of students to learn more about space exploration through a nationwide contest to "Name the Rovers" that will launch toward Mars this year.
Published, "Touch the Universe: A NASA Braille Book of Astronomy," a book that for the first time presents for visually impaired readers color images of planets, nebulae, stars, and galaxies. Each image is embossed with lines, bumps, and other textures. The raised patterns translate colors, shapes, and other intricate details of the cosmic objects, allowing visually impaired people to feel what they cannot see.
Celebrated a second year of continuous human habitation on the International Space Station, the largest and most sophisticated spacecraft ever built, and continued assembly with four Space Shuttle missions.
Reflecting the Agency's increased ISS research tempo, conducted approximately 48 research and technology development experiments aboard Station, including the first materials science research aboard Station, testing medical procedures for controlling the negative effects of space flight and increasing understanding of changes to bone and the central nervous system that occur in space. Astronauts conducted advanced cell culturing research, broke new ground in the study of dynamic systems, made up of tiny particles mixed in a liquid (colloids), and installed three new Station experiment equipment racks.
I'll get 2003 in a couple of mins.
That is quite an impressive list Lokibob. There is still a question of costs outside of these accomplishments. The Space Shuttle is an aging and costly program. The International Space Station is in a similar state. I in no way averse to funding the exploration and inhabitation of space, but the focus on increased efficiencies and lowering costs per trip in necessary.
Nasa's Accomplishments and misfortunes In 2003 (yearly Review) NASA'S Year Of Sorrow, Recovery, Progress And Success |
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Enlisted in the Army in Aug. 1960, basic training in Ft. Ord, Calif. (it's a long story, I enlisted in Taiwan, had been there for 2 years, just bumming around), and went to Ft. Monmouth, NJ for meteorological observation school.
After training, I was assigned to Evans Laboratory, near Ft. Monmouth. There were 7 single guys living in the barracks that summer (1961) and the First Sergeant showed up one fateful day and said " I need 7 volunteers, 4 to go to Alaska (18 month tour), and 3 to go to Greenland (2 six month Temporary Duty (TDY) tours). Having good math skills (the Army tested me on that), I quickly added up 12 months vs. 18 months, and said "GREENLAND". If I had only known!!!!!
In Aug. 61, 2 buddies and me were headed to Arizona (believe this or not)for "ARCTIC TRAINING". ARIZONA! Only the Army could come up with this!!!! It turned out to be a refresher course in Meteorology, but 30 days only 60 miles from Nogales, Mexico (a border town with all the normal border town thrills) was a benefit. Having sowed my wild oats for 30 days, I found myself on a plane to Thule AFB.
Oct. 61, we got off the plane in Thule, and they put us in the back of a 2-½ ton truck and drove us to Camp Tuto. Three very frozen GI's got out of the truck (we had not received Arctic gear yet) and reported for 6 months of hell, cold hell, but hell never the less.
They asked us where we wanted to go, Tuto East, West, Camp Tuto, or Camp Century. Having made all the stupid decisions I could possibly make (I thought), I said "CENTURY" with great pride. (Remember, I was young then)
I was put on a Caribou (an airplane made in Canada) so fast that my head spun. This plane had skis instead of wheels. "What the hell?" I remember thinking planes need wheels!!! What have I done?
We landed in the middle of the Greenland Icecap. Nothing visible objects for a hundred miles in either direction. And I mean nothing (except for a small shack)(6' by 6')(orange in color).
We walked down this long sloping gash in the snow, mouth agape, for there were lights, 14' wide, with a frost-covered roof over our head. This main trench (as they called it) was (I'm guessing) 1000 to 1100 feet long. Off each side of the main trench were other trenches, all covered with corrugated steel.
Inside each of these trenches were up to three prefabricated buildings. What a culture shock.
This SP-4 (Richard Charles, I think) ran up to me, drooling, wanting to carry my bag, and shaking my hand, thrilled to death that I was there. Little did I know but I WAS HIS REPLACEMENT! He was to train me, and then he could leave. This was at 1500 hrs.
At 1800 hrs, after supper, he said that we would go to the office. He took me through a maze of tunnels, then started to climb a 30' ladder, expecting me to follow. Yes, I followed!
We opened this metal hatch, slogged through some knee-deep snow and got to the weather station. It was dark, pitch black, (OCT. in Greenland, remember) and Richard relieved another drooling, absolutely insane GI. I took 2 surface observations (1 per hour) and Richard declared me fully trained, went down to the barracks and started to pack.
The phone rings about 2200 hrs, and I answer it. It is Sgt. Frost (I'm not kidding, Jack Frost was his name) wanting me to clean the thermocouples. I asked where they were, and he said on the tower 75' north of the office. I went outside, not having any idea which way was north and walked in a 75' circle around the office. When I stumbled onto the tower, I cleaned the thermocouples and went back in.(later I learned that all I had to do was kick the tower, and the snow fell right off) By the way, I never met Sgt. Frost, he never came up to the surface, he stayed in the micro met room, and left 2 months after I got there.
The next morning at 0630, the same disheveled, drooling GI from the previous night shows up and replaces me. I never did find out his name, he was known as " THE DAY GUY".
Down the ladder, I wandered around till I found the Mess Hall. Here is a positive statement about Camp Century. They fed us good!!!! I'm serious!!!! All the food we wanted, double rations, excellent cooks, and excellent food. Had steak and eggs before going to bed. Found out that they had a mid-night chow too. Good thing I found that out too, I was on night shift for the entire tour.
CAMP CENTURY: A lot went on there. There was the Nuclear reactor. Lights, heat, and a warm, green glow all winter. We had to wear lead jockey shorts if we didn't want kids with 3 eyes.
For water, they pumped live steam down in the ice, melting it, and pumped the water up to use. I had the opportunity to go down in a parachute harness hooked to a winch into the wells, as we called it. They lowered me through a small hole into a Cavern about 70' round. They continued to lower me, through another hole into another cavern, and into a third cavern. This was the one we were getting water from. They, the water Guys told me that we were drinking water that fell as snow 2000 years ago. I had no reason to disbelieve them. This was an exciting moment in my tour (REMEMBER, Greenland icecap).(GIs are easily amused!!!!)
We got our last mail in November and the next mail in March! No kidding, the weather was so terrible that not even a plane could get through. "THE DAY GUY" and Sgt. Frost left on the last plane out and we got some new replacements, but I don't remember their names. I found out that they referred to me as "THE NIGHT GUY". I was drooling by now.
For Christmas, we went out into the Greenland forest and cut a tree. Kidding, there were no trees.
This isn't funny, I think it was that Christmas that the Army sent a helicopter up with a Chaplain on board, and it crashed somewhere on the ice cap. All 8 on board killed. That is probably why we didn't get any airlift support until March.
The month of Dec. we never saw the sun (not that "THE NIGHT GUY" could ever see the sun. Not even a lightning of the sky at noon. But the Aurora was fantastic. It was impossible to describe. And the start of one of the best practical jokes I ever pulled off.
I started the rumor that if you hollered at the aurora, it would intensify. It seemed that way because it was a dynamic situation, always changing, brightening and dimming quickly, just streaming across the sky. I started hearing people outside, screaming "hey, hey, hey" at night. Even one guy yodeling!
This was so great I had to take it one step further. My buddy and I organized a mass scream out at midnight sometime in Jan. Picture this, 100 GIs, standing on the ice cap at midnight, -50 deg F., screaming at the sky. What a hoot! They fell for it. That's why my buddy and I called them "doafats".
What is a "doafat"? One of the expressions very common in Century was somebody asking a question like, "are you going to the club tonight?" and the answer was "DO A FAT woman sweat?" or "DO A FAT dog eat a bone?" or "DO A FAT whatever". The operative phrase was always "DO A FAT".
Outside of each building was a 55-gallon drum with the top cut off, buried at an angle in the snow. This was our urinal. Since we only had 1 latrine and it could be a quarter of a mile away, and knowing GI's, rather than messing up the trenches, they installed these barrels. I thought my job was bad, but can you imagine the guy who was assigned to exchange these barrels. Did he brag about his Greenland saga?
On one very cold night in Jan., I was walking out to the shelter that had the thermometers in it (Yuma Shelter) and noticed that I could not see my feet below the ankles. There was a very shallow fog about 6" deep. I could kick my foot, and the fog would rise up and then settle back down, rippling out about 18", like a rock thrown into a calm lake. It was cold -50 or so, and not a breath of wind stirring. I later found out that there was a temperature inversion that night of over 120 deg f. between the ½ meter level and the 4-meter level.
I also saw a level of clouds come in at about 30' above my head. I know it was 30' because I could see the 25' anemometer on the tower, but not the 50' one. But, here was what was strange, we had 7 miles visibility at the time, it was like a tunnel through the fog. Didn't last long, but Greenland weather is a strange place.
About the middle of Jan., the steam generator broke, and they announced that there would be no more clean clothes until they could get parts. Early Feb. no more clean sheets till they could get parts for the steam generator. What's next? Mid Feb. navy showers, get wet, turn it off, soap down, rinse for 1 minute. Get the hell out! That lasted for a week, then no more showers. They had finally stripped me of all dignity I ever had, tired, dirty, smelling, and now, no showers. Actually, we weren't really dirty. We were 6000' from dirt, and that was straight down through the ice.
We were running out of food, but the cooks did the best they could. By mid Feb. we had hamburger, chicken and powdered eggs left. We would have eggs for breakfast, hamburger for lunch, and chicken for dinner, followed by eggs at midnight, chicken for breakfast, hamburger for lunch
15 cents bought everything. A beer was 15 cents, pack of cigarettes, 15 cents, bar of soap, 15 cents. But now we were running out of everything. The only beer was San Miguel, whiskey, Old Overholt (over coat). Even for free, nobody wanted Old Over Coat or San Miguel.
Read this in the readers digest "Humor In Uniform" section. In Mar. the relief plane was in flight. The pilot radioed to Camp Century "How deep is the snow on the runway?" The radio operator said, "6000 feet deep, but come in anyway" That radio operator was Sp4 Radminsky, my buddy.
Speaking of Razz, another story. I was on the surface and Razz was operating the radio downstairs. I picked up the radio and said "XPN2, this is XPN2 Charlie, stand by for a spot announcement, ARF, ARF, thank you spot". Thought it was funny! I thought that the only one that could hear me was Razz, everybody else sleeping. The next voice I heard was the Camp Commander asking me to repeat my transmission. I gulped, and asked hi if Razz was there? He said that Razz was out shoveling snow, where I soon was going to be. I hide from him for 3 days, but he found me and gave me another nickname, "SPOT".
The first relief plane was in the air when the Camp Commander asked the pilot what he had on board. The pilot radioed back that he had parts for the steam generator and other repair parts. The Century Camp Commander radioed back to the pilot that he was to turn around and go back to Thule. The first plane to land a Camp Century that day had better have mail for his troops and some chow. The plane circled while the second plane with the mail flew up. The Camp Commander was my hero that day.
My turn to leave! My replacement was in, fully trained (2 observations), my bags were packed and the Caribou was waiting. This was the only time I had seen sunlight in 5 months. I walked out to the plane, found a seat, and looked back on the place I had called home for the last 6 months. I then noticed that building, (6' by 6'), (orange in color) (the only one on the surface), and realized that it was the WEATHER STATION.
I left Greenland in the spring and went back to Ft. Monmouth. I was a total stranger there, having been gone all winter. I remember the CO asking the First Sergeant who I was. Out of sight, out of mind.
My 2 other friends who went up to Greenland had returned near Christmas, and had shipped back to Greenland even before I got there.
short leave, a few weeks back to Ft. Monmouth and I was back on the plane to Greenland. I remember crying as the plane set down in Thule. They didn't ask me this time where I wanted to go, just put me on a Caribou back to guess where CENTURY.
This was mid summer. The sun was up 24-hours a day. How did they dig those large tunnels? I watched one being dug. I was walking to the weather station when all of a sudden the visibility dropped to zip, zero, nothing. Snow falling all around me, when 2 seconds earlier it was clear and sunny. I could hear this loud noise of machinery running.
I had on my sunglasses, which was probably lucky for me, and followed the sound. About 50' I stopped short of a 30' deep hole that had been dug in just a few hours.
It was a new trench! Down in the trench was a wonder. This machine (A Peter Snow miller) was a railroad engine, mounted on tracks (not railroad tracks, tracks like on a bull dozer), with the largest snow blower you can imagine on the front end. This thing was monstrous! It was throwing snow 100' into the air.
That was my loss of visibility. Somebody told me that it was designed to keep the railroad high in the mountains of Switzerland free of snow. I don't know that to be true, but hey, I don't argue.
Within a day, they had covered the weather station with snow (Remember the orange building?) And the troops (me) were outside shoveling.
In civilian life, it takes you 4 years of college before they call you an engineer, in the Army, they hand you a shovel and call you one. We now had to climb down through the roof to get into the weather station.
There was a rope (lifeline) strung between the emergency exit we used to get to the surface, and the weather station. One day I left the mess hall to go to the surface during a white out. I climbed the ladder up to the surface, grabbed the rope and went hand over hand to the station.
It was empty and I frantically looked for the observer I was to relieve. It turned out that he had left the station to go down stairs the same time I was coming up, and we had passed on either side of the rope without seeing each other.
I'm sure Don Moore will describe the SWING far better that me, but I had the opportunity to look over one that summer. Basically, the swing was 100-ton sleds with pre-fabricated buildings mounted on them. D-8 cats pulled them. There were barracks, mess hall, club, and library. Drove about 3 miles an hour, about 5 sleds behind a couple of Cats.
And of course, a couple of trains slowly moving over the Ice Cap with supplies for the next winter (and hopefully I'd not be there to need them.)
I only spent 4 months there that time. I left Greenland vowing that the next time I went to Greenland, there would be three of us going, me and 2 MP's, cause I wasn't going again.
Back to Ft. Monmouth, reporting to the First Sergeant, who promptly put me on a plane to Alaska for a three month TDY. So I had come a full circle, volunteering for Greenland to avoid Alaska, and then going to Alaska. Some thoughts:
· If the Environmental Protection Agency were in existence then, all of this could not have taken place.
· Looking back on this after 40 years, it was a hoot.
· Each time I got off the Ice Cap, my sense of smell was incredible. I could smell things a long way away. I guess it is true, that your senses increase with out stimulation. There were no smells on the Ice Cap.
· I never had a cold, or the flu or knew anybody who did up there. Germs just didn't live in that environment.
· I was hungry all the time. You could shovel in the food, and the calories you burned just keeping warm kept you hungry.
· I wouldn't have traded this experience for anything (he says in 1999).
Fascinating stories, Loki - thanks for sharing!
I enjoyed reading your story. Thanks for pinging me.
The only significant anomaly recorded was loss of RE telemetry about two seconds after abort.
I'd say that was pretty significant!
Let me rephrase that...
It Blowed up!
Wow, what a trip. And to do it twice. So, is the Weather Station still up there in Greenland? It sounds like a very boring and desolate place. Was there much to do outside of watching movies and drinking beer? I would go stir crazy in a place like that, especially not being able to see sunlight. I have seen the Aurora (fishing in Alaska) and they are wonderful.
Anyway, Lokibob, that was a wonderfully written story. Thanks for your dedicated service in such an unhospitable place.
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