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Apollo Astronauts Couldn't Sleep Before Lunar Liftoff.By Tony Phillips, NASA | July 15, 2009 05:12pm ETEditor's Note: This account of the moments before the Apollo 11 mission's lunar liftoff was provided today by NASA.
Neil Armstrong was supposed to be asleep. The moonwalking was done.
The dancing boots were mothballed 
The moon rocks were stowed away. His ship was ready for departure. In just a few hours, the Eagle's ascent module would blast off the Moon, something no ship had ever attempted before, and Neil needed his wits about him. He curled up on the Eagle's engine cover and closed his eyes.
Next time you go on a jaunt in your car and you feel tired, just open the bonnet/hood and curl up on the engine. 
But he could not sleep.
I wonder why?Neither could Buzz Aldrin. In the cramped lander, Buzz had the sweet spot, the floor.
NASA make sure all the comforts are there for their special guys. He stretched out as much as he could in his spacesuit and closed his eyes.
The perfect thing to sleep in for comfort. Nothing happened. On a day like this, what else could you expect...?
Exactly, they were just too excited and sleeping wasn't going to happenJuly 20, 1969: The day began on the farside of the Moon. Armstrong, Aldrin and crewmate Mike Collins flew their spaceship 60 miles above the cratered wasteland. No one on Earth can see the Moon's farside. Even today it remains a land of considerable mystery, but the astronauts had no time for sight-seeing. Collins pressed a button, activating a set of springs, and the spaceship split in two. The half named Columbia, with Collins on board, would remain in orbit. The other half, the Eagle, spiraled over the horizon toward the Sea of Tranquillity.
"You are Go for powered descent," Houston radioed, and the Eagle's engine fired mightily. The bug-shaped Eagle was so fragile a child could poke a hole through its gold foil exterior.
Which is just how the astronauts liked it because the danger gave the pair of them tingling great big hard on's. 
Jagged moonrocks could do much worse. So when Armstrong saw that the computer was guiding them into a boulder field, he quickly took control. The Eagle pitched forward and sailed over the rocks.
Hip hip hooray for Neil.Meanwhile, alarms were ringing in the background.
Because these alarms knew the moon inside out and sniffed out the danger through the space vacuum. Danger danger, Neil Armstrong."Program alarm," announced Armstrong. "It's a 1202." The code was so obscure, almost no one knew what it meant.
NASA double up on everything. They leave nothing to chance and always make sure their well trained astronits are 100% well trained. Well, apart from a 1202, which is an obscure code that only the janitor knows about and he's too stubborn to share. 
Should they abort? Should they land? "What is it?" he insisted.
Choices choices. 
Scrambling back in Houston, a young engineer named Steve Bales produced the answer: The radar guidance system was pestering the computer with too many interruptions.
I can sympathise with that computer, because a guy used to nudge me whilst talking to me every time I tried to take a drink of beer. If I was that computer I would have strangled that annoying radar guidance system No problem. "We've got you..." radioed Houston.
Houston are full of joysticks and tippy tappy computer personnel that Neil had no worries, I don't think. 
"We're Go on that alarm."
And on they went. Things, however, were not going exactly as planned. The Sea of Tranquillity was supposed to be smooth, but it didn't look so smooth from the cockpit of the Eagle. Armstrong scanned the jumbled mare for a safe place to land. "60 seconds," radioed Houston. "30 seconds." Mission control was hushed as the telemetry came in. Soon, too soon, the ship would run out of fuel.
The danger of it. It's a good job none of them cacked (pooed/shit) themselves, eh?Capcom later claimed the "boys in mission control were turning blue"
(Probably all into self asphyxia) when Armstrong announced "I [found] a good spot."
As you do on a moon full of boulders. 
As for Armstrong, his heart was thumping 156 beats per minute according to bio-sensors.
Absolutely amazing what they had in 1969, isn't it. So their bodies were all wired up like an ECG machine and remote controlled back to Houston.

The fuel gauge read only 5.6% when the Eagle finally settled onto the floor of the Sea of Tranquillity.
Houston (relieved): "We copy you down, Eagle."
Armstrong (coolly):
156 beats a minute "Houston, Tranquility Base here. The Eagle has landed."
BA DUM BA DUM BA DUM BA DUM.Immediately, they prepared to leave. This was NASA being cautious. No one had ever landed on the Moon before. What if a footpad started sinking into the moondust, or the Eagle sprung a leak?
They didn't give a shit about the big thrusting nozzle and what that could do. Just worried about a footpad or a leak. I mean, a leak? They made this thing so strong....oh wait a minute, a leak would be worrying. A child could puncture it. Phew. 
While Neil and Buzz made ready to blast off, Houston read the telemetry looking for signs of trouble. There were none, and three hours after touchdown, finally, Houston gave the "okay." The moonwalk was on.
The frigging moonwalk 
At 9:56 p.m. EDT, Neil descended the ladder and took "one small step" (left foot first) into history. From the shadow of the Eagle, he looked around: "It has a stark beauty all its own--like the high desert of the United States."
Weirdly enough, eh? lol Houston reminded him to gather the "contingency sample," and Neil put some rocks and soil in his pocket.
As you do. I'd do it on a moon full of money. I'd stuff wads of it in my space suit pockets, so I can understand the NASA boys asking Neil to pocket some rocks and not worry about puncturing his space suit. lol If, for any reason, the astronauts had to take off in a hurry, scientists back on Earth would get at least a pocketful of the Moon for their experiments.
Take off in a hurry
Picture it. " Buzz Buzz, quick run and jump into the LM we have to dukes of hazard our way out of here, some clangers are running at us with pick axe handles with nails in." 
Soon, Buzz joined him. "Beautiful view!"
The type of thing I say when I open a bag of cement at night. he exclaimed when he reached the lander's broad footpad. "Isn't that something!" agreed Armstrong. "Magnificent sight out here."
"Magnificent desolation," said Aldrin.
Most people start dripping piss walking down a dark hallway to go to the toilet in an empty house but this desolation is comforting for them. 
Those two words summed up the yin-yang of the Moon. The impact craters, the toppled boulders, the layers of moondust--it was utterly alien. Yet Tranquillity Base felt curiously familiar, like home.
I just bet it did. I just bet it frigging well did. lol Apollo astronauts on subsequent missions had similar feelings.
how coincidental. Maybe this comes from staring at the Moon so often from Earth.
Of course, because looking at a lit up moon like a beacon actually mirrors exactly what they see in that dark cement like environment. 
Or maybe it's because the Moon is a piece of Earth,
(Now you're getting there) spun off our young planet billions of years ago. No one knows; it just is.
No, it just isn't.Truly, much of the scene was weird. The airless landscape jumped out at the astronauts with disconcerting clarity and, as a result, the horizon felt unnaturally close.
It felt that close that Toto the dog astronaut ran over and pulled back the dark curtain that was put up at the end of the stage set. lol The whole world seemed to curve, a side-effect of the Moon's short thousand-mile radius. "Distances [here] are deceiving," noted Aldrin.
Just ask Toto.The sky was equally baffling. Although the Eagle had landed on a bright lunar morning, the sky was as black as midnight. An astronomer's paradise? No. Not a single star was visible. The glaring, sunlit ground ruined the astronaut's night vision.
Or the stage lighting blinded anyone who looked directly into it. Only Earth itself was bright enough to be seen, luminous blue and white, hanging overhead.
Yeah, HANGING overhead will be about right.Armstrong was particularly fascinated by moondust, which he kicked and scuffed with his boots.
As you do, because nob ody gives a shit about damaging the suits and killing themselves in this apparent vacuum. On Earth, kicking dust makes a little cloud in the air--but there is no air on the Moon. "When you kick the surface, [the dust goes out in] a little fan which, to me, is in the shape of a rose petal," recalls Armstrong.
No air on the moon and Neil can make rose petals by kicking moon cement. "There's just a little ring of particles--nothing behind 'em--no dust, no swirl, no nothing. It's really unique."
And yet the moon buggy made a nice up and down kick back just like on Earth.Enough of that. It was time for work.
They were about to piss off earlier.Almost forgotten in Apollo lore are the checklists sewn to the forearms of the spacesuits. These "honey-do" memos from NASA were jam-packed with activities--from inspecting the lander to deploying the TV to collecting samples. Some of the tasks were as detailed as bending over and reporting to Mission Control how it went. They had a lot to do.
Just getting out of the piece of shit LM would have been a fantastic feat in itself, especially as Buzz had bent the door on opening because they still had air inside the LM. lolNeil and Buzz deployed a solar wind collector, a seismometer and a laser retroreflector. They erected a flag and uncovered a plaque proclaiming, "We came in peace for all mankind."
Which the clangers wrecked out of pure badness.
image hosting free They took the first interplanetary phone call--"I just can't tell you how proud we all are," said President Nixon from the Oval Office.
Nixon was given the number of the mobile phone that Buzz had in his top pocket. Nixon was on an ordinary landline. Luck,ily it worked flawlessly. 
They collected 47 lbs of moon rocks and took 166 pictures. Check. Check. Check.
Imagine knowing that there would be another 5 moon missions and then asking to bring back 47lb of moon rock, plus his pocket rock, remember. I would have said, just get a few pounds and let's see how it goes with fuel. But anyway.
The check check check is the huge checks needed for future bullshit jaunts.Right: Buzz Aldrin totes experiments from the Eagle onto the lunar surface.
Finally, after two and a half busy, exhilarating hours, it was time to go. The checklist continued: Climb back in the Eagle. Stow the rocks. Eat dinner: Beef stew or cream of chicken soup. And finally, sleep.
And don't forget to cack inside your space suits after dinner.That was the limit. "You just are not going to get any sleep while you're waiting [for liftoff]," Aldrin said after the mission.
The Eagle was not a sleepy place. The tiny cabin was noisy with pumps and bright with warning lights that couldn't be dimmed.
It's like a punishment, isn't it? What on Earth (cough) did Neil and Buzz do to deserve this? 
Even the window shades were glowing, illuminated by intense sunshine outside.

"After I got into my sleep stage and all settled down, I realized there was something else [bothering me]," said Armstrong. The Eagle had an optical telescope sticking out periscope-style.
Just what you need for a moon contraption. A periscope. 
"Earth was shining right through the telescope into my eye. It was like a light bulb."
Yeah, probably a 100 watt light bulb.To get some relief, they closed the helmets of their spacesuits. It was quiet inside and they "wouldn't be breathing all the dust" they had tramped in after the moon walk, said Aldrin. Alas, it didn't work. The suit's cooling systems, so necessary out on the scorching lunar surface, were too cold for sleeping inside the Eagle. The best Aldrin managed was a "couple hours of mentally fitful drowsing." Armstrong simply stayed awake.
All those surgical gowns and hats on Earth and these bastards cake the LM in frigging moon dust. It's a good job they didn't fall asleep. Can you imagine them sleeping in when they should have been lifting off the moon? or worse, using up their oxygen and suffocating. lmaoWhen the wake-up call finally came,
"Tranquility Base, Tranquility Base, Houston. Over."
Armstrong answered with alacrity,
"Good morning, Houston. Tranquility Base. Over."
It was time to go home, to Earth, for a good night's sleep.
And they all lived happily ever after on people's hard earned tax dollars.- See more at:
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