Thursday, July 19, 2007

Getting there is the easy part...

I read a fascinating article tonight on some of the challenges associated with a crewed Mars mission. I've read several books and articles on all of the standard problems that people think of when they think about sending humans to Mars: Launch weight restrictions, fuel restrictions, transit time, resource usage on-flight and on-mission, but it turns out that a lot of people have taken for granted one of the most obvious hurdles: actually landing on Mars.

Turns out that because the density of Mars' atmosphere is so low (1/100 that of Earth), landing large payloads, like you would need to land humans on the surface, is a very difficult proposition. Basically, the atmosphere is not dense enough to create enough drag on a large spacecraft to slow it sufficiently to use traditional landing techniques (parachutes, space shuttle-style lifting bodies) before you are a crater. Techniques that have been used to land on Mars previously, like deceleration thrusters (Viking) or airbags (Sojourner, MER) are either not powerful enough or expose the spacecraft to unacceptably high G-forces (10-20 G) that would kill human occupants. On the flip side, the Apollo-style lunar lander would also not be useful because in that case, Mars has too much atmosphere for a straight thruster-only descent - you would create very dangerous and unpredictable forces due to the interaction of the rocket plume with the atmosphere - something you didn't have on the airless moon.

So, there is this huge gap in knowledge that they are trying to figure out. How do you slow a 100 metric ton spacecraft from 7-10 km/s to under Mach 1 without killing everyone in the process? Turns out that might be the hardest thing about getting people on Mars.

Link to the article.

Friday, July 13, 2007

Is this what being an adult is?

/rant

Sigh. Does everyone else worry *all the time*? I am beginning to wonder whether or not I am just have a personality that is inclined to worry, or if it is some fundamental aspect of the human condition. I worry about being a fraud at my profession, I worry about not working hard enough to get tenure, I worry when I am away from work that I should be working harder, I worry when I am at work that life is too short and I am focused on the wrong things. I worry about having enough money to pay all the bills, I worry about various and mundane things about my personal life that I have varying degrees of control over...

In short, I seem to worry alot, and it seems to be taking a lot out of me. I try to stop and smell the roses, but then worry that I stopped too long. I always have this underlying feeling that I should be doing something. I find it very hard to just "turn off" and relax, because when I do, the worry kicks in and I feel like I am somehow wasting important time that I could be reading another article or cleaning the bathroom...

When does this happen to people? I don't remember being like this when I was younger. Maybe I was and I just don't realize it. Maybe I have absolutely unrealistic expectations of how life is supposed to be, but if this is it, it kind of sucks, and I'd like a refund, a do-over, or a personality adjustment.

Anyway, nothing to see here. We now return you to your regularly scheduled surfing.

/end rant


Thursday, July 05, 2007

Good (Professional) News...

Finally, after almost four years, two spent without any laboratory space, a Big Government Institution/Agency has decided to fund my work. The holy grail has been found - government funding. They sliced and diced the hell out of the budget, but my ideas (and my co-PI's ideas) survived the peer review process and actually got recommended for funding. My co-PI had recently served on a review panel and came back forlorn that out of the multitude (30-50) of proposals that had been reviewed, only two were recommended for funding. That gives you an idea of how bad the funding landscape is out there right now, and also why we feel pretty damn good about ourselves today, even if the proposed budget was cut back to the bone - we still managed to eke out two full years of RA support on it.

I got back to my office around 10 AM after teaching my summer class and saw the voicemail light blinking, which I usually hate to see since it invariably means that someone wants something from me or that I have to deal with people. I've really taken a shine to not coming into the office during the summer and working from home. You can imagine my surprise and delight when it actually was someone wanting to give me something for a change!

So, today feels like a pretty good day, professionally, and those days seem to be few and far between, so I think I'll enjoy this.