June Alumni Camp Weekend
Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 11:04 pm
OK, so I wrote a myspace blog about the Alumni weekend. I'm just going to copy it over here. Enjoy! Pics to come soon! My avatar that I put up today is a new pic from camp.
Well, I have returned from yet another trip to Alabama to the United States Space and Rocket Center (USSRC), home to Space Camp (SC). I hadn't been down there since 98, so there were quite a few changes done, but most of the things were still familiar.
My flight arrived at Huntsville International Airport at 9am on Thursday morning. I was surprised to find a camp van waiting to pick me up. To make a long story short, the van was supposed to pick up somebody else that had taken the same flight as me. Somehow our names got mixed up.
So, I had almost 5 hours to kill before camp started. I decided to get my shopping over with. I bought plenty of souvenirs. I met up with three other fellow campers at lunch...Diane (who was my roommate), Ben, and "Richasi". Diane started leading us on a private tour of the training floor to places that weren't there when I last visited camp. I took plenty of pictures.
When camp finally started, we had our normal orientation and we decided what positions we wanted to be for our mission. Even though I wrote down pilot, I ended up as shuttle commander. That means that I could kill everybody on landing, since I was the one who had to land the shuttle.
After dinner, we had a few guest speakers: Mike Durant, Jamail Larkins, and Story Musgrave. They told us their stories and we had questions and answers. After we were done with the guest speakers, we had some of the astronaut trainings...the 1/6th gravity chair, which feels like walking on the moon...the MAT, the spinning thing that I won't go on...and the 5DF and the MMU, which simulate moving around and working in space. That was a lot of fun. Then since we were all tired, it was off to bed in the Hab. And I needed some rest, since by that point I had been awake for 19 hours.
Friday morning started with the terrible breakfast (all meals were terrible!). We traveled over to the Aviation Challenge (AC) camp for what was supposed to be a dunker exercise, where you are lowered into the water in a section of an airplane or something and you have to get out. Turns out the dunker was broken, so we ended up having raft races. We split into two teams of six, and then divided into groups of 3. My group...Nathan, Chris from team Columbia, and myself were actually pretty good at the raft racing. Oh yes, and we did the centrifuge from AC, which was featured on the Amazing Race when they came through SC. That was really fun.
We had our team photo(s) taken also. We had our individual team photos and then we took an alumni group photo. We were all supposed to pay for our extra photo, but a Very Nice Person covered the costs. We got to sit and listen to Story Musgrave speak again, this time it was on a very personal level...only the alumni campers were in on this speech. "Richasi" and I decided that we did not want to attend the Ares Briefing, so we got ourselves some dippin dots. I finally met Jason in person at that point. I had been corresponding with him over hab1 and on aim, and we had been at camp the same week back in 1998.
After talking with Jason for a bit, "Richasi" and I walked around the museum, which was great because the museum was closed, so it was nice and quiet. We had dinner and our mission training after dinner. I was the commander of the space shuttle...and that was new to me! I had been pilot and I had been a payload specialist, but never commander. I was responsible for bringing my crew and ship back home and landing on the runway. The landing training didn't go too well. My crew was killed four times during training.
After training, we had some museum sim time. We went on the Mars sim ride and climbed the indoor rock wall. Why is it that whenever I climb a rock wall, I cannot land on my feet at the bottom? I always land on my back! After the sims, we had our actual mission. Low and behold, I safely brought my crew home and landed in the trees next to the runway. At this point, some of us were ready for an Abort to Otters (ATO), the bar at the Marriott next to the USSRC. I had a lot of fun of course. I met Commander Hot Dog at that time.
Moving on to Saturday, we had another crappy breakfast. After breakfast, we saw the IMAX "Hail Columbia". It was nice to finally see this movie again! Even though Columbia no longer exists.
After the movie, we took the bus over to Area 51 and took part in the high ropes course. There was a 50 foot climbing wall. For those who didn't want to do the climbing wall, there was a ladder (can't remember it's exact name) on the other side. After reaching the top, you got to go down the zip line. You were chained with 2 other members of camp (or in my case, only 1 other person since I was in that leftovers group). Your fellow campers were also holding the ropes so that you wouldn't die if you fell. I put my life into my fellow campers hands, and I survived the climbing wall with no major problems. The zip line down was so much fun. It felt like you were flying. The hardest part was at the top...you had to fall forwards. Once I got over that fear (and I'm pretty fearless, but I was 50 feet above the ground), the zip line was over way too soon.
We had lunch and then took the bus over to AC to do sims. Way too much sim time. Almost 4 hours of sim time. And I had no idea how to get the brakes off, so I wasn't going anywhere. My backseat pilot and I were just joking around through the headsets while I was still searching for that button to let the brakes go. Finally that sim time was over.
We had a special dinner with another astronaut, Hoot Gibson. He had many stories to tell about his time in space.
We had a joint mission that we pushed for on Saturday night. Both Columbia and Challenger teams worked together on this mission. I was in mission control as Flight Director for this mission. It was a pretty boring job, so I was making noises and talking about concessions (long story) and feeding Nathan some peanut M&M's (not exactly feeding them to him, but I gave him a bag of them). I also retired a few times from the job.
After the mission, we had yet another ATO and Hoot Gibson was also there. Some of us stayed out until almost 2am at a bar that is supposed to close at midnight. I really really had an absolute blast that night (for anyone who was still there, you know what went on). I think the ATO's helped bring many of us closer together.
And now it's Sunday, our last day. After cleaning out our rooms and looking at breakfast (LMAO I didn't actually eat breakfast that day), we had some free time until viewing another IMAX. Nathan, "Richasi", and I walked around the museum and gift shop. We saw "The Dream Is Alive" that morning, another movie that I hadn't seen in many years. I brought my own concessions to the theater and yelled at "Richasi" for purchasing concessions at the expensive concession stand. Sad times afterwards...graduation time. And then camp was officially over. I had to say good-bye to the Columbia team...and it was hard since I had grown closer to especially one of them the night before.
The Challenger team made its way to the Marriott and ate some real food for lunch. Many of us still had plenty of time to kill, so we spent some more time around the museum and went to say good-bye to Jason. We hitched a ride back on the camp bus to the airport and spent almost two hours there before I had to say good-bye to another few people. Oh yes, and there was that one lady that dropped her food on the floor across from "Richasi" and me and then she picked it up and ate it. LOL, sorry, I had to throw that story in because it still cracks me up everytime I think of it. Anyways, we said our good-byes and got on our separate planes. My plane touched down at 8:40pm and I got home around 10:15.
If you have never experienced Space Camp, you may not have read through this long blog. I wanted to write down my experience not only so I could share it with everybody, but so that I won't forget any of the wonderful times that I had at my Space Camp weekend. I hope that one day many of our teammates will go back at the same time and be able to enjoy each other's company again. Until that time...there is e-mail, myspace, and hab1 to keep us all in touch. Maybe some of us will even visit each other one day in the future. Only time will tell. I know that I miss everyone so much already and the great time that I had at the Alumni Weekend and I know that one day, I will be returning to the USSRC and participating in yet another Space Camp.
Well, I have returned from yet another trip to Alabama to the United States Space and Rocket Center (USSRC), home to Space Camp (SC). I hadn't been down there since 98, so there were quite a few changes done, but most of the things were still familiar.
My flight arrived at Huntsville International Airport at 9am on Thursday morning. I was surprised to find a camp van waiting to pick me up. To make a long story short, the van was supposed to pick up somebody else that had taken the same flight as me. Somehow our names got mixed up.
So, I had almost 5 hours to kill before camp started. I decided to get my shopping over with. I bought plenty of souvenirs. I met up with three other fellow campers at lunch...Diane (who was my roommate), Ben, and "Richasi". Diane started leading us on a private tour of the training floor to places that weren't there when I last visited camp. I took plenty of pictures.
When camp finally started, we had our normal orientation and we decided what positions we wanted to be for our mission. Even though I wrote down pilot, I ended up as shuttle commander. That means that I could kill everybody on landing, since I was the one who had to land the shuttle.
After dinner, we had a few guest speakers: Mike Durant, Jamail Larkins, and Story Musgrave. They told us their stories and we had questions and answers. After we were done with the guest speakers, we had some of the astronaut trainings...the 1/6th gravity chair, which feels like walking on the moon...the MAT, the spinning thing that I won't go on...and the 5DF and the MMU, which simulate moving around and working in space. That was a lot of fun. Then since we were all tired, it was off to bed in the Hab. And I needed some rest, since by that point I had been awake for 19 hours.
Friday morning started with the terrible breakfast (all meals were terrible!). We traveled over to the Aviation Challenge (AC) camp for what was supposed to be a dunker exercise, where you are lowered into the water in a section of an airplane or something and you have to get out. Turns out the dunker was broken, so we ended up having raft races. We split into two teams of six, and then divided into groups of 3. My group...Nathan, Chris from team Columbia, and myself were actually pretty good at the raft racing. Oh yes, and we did the centrifuge from AC, which was featured on the Amazing Race when they came through SC. That was really fun.
We had our team photo(s) taken also. We had our individual team photos and then we took an alumni group photo. We were all supposed to pay for our extra photo, but a Very Nice Person covered the costs. We got to sit and listen to Story Musgrave speak again, this time it was on a very personal level...only the alumni campers were in on this speech. "Richasi" and I decided that we did not want to attend the Ares Briefing, so we got ourselves some dippin dots. I finally met Jason in person at that point. I had been corresponding with him over hab1 and on aim, and we had been at camp the same week back in 1998.
After talking with Jason for a bit, "Richasi" and I walked around the museum, which was great because the museum was closed, so it was nice and quiet. We had dinner and our mission training after dinner. I was the commander of the space shuttle...and that was new to me! I had been pilot and I had been a payload specialist, but never commander. I was responsible for bringing my crew and ship back home and landing on the runway. The landing training didn't go too well. My crew was killed four times during training.
After training, we had some museum sim time. We went on the Mars sim ride and climbed the indoor rock wall. Why is it that whenever I climb a rock wall, I cannot land on my feet at the bottom? I always land on my back! After the sims, we had our actual mission. Low and behold, I safely brought my crew home and landed in the trees next to the runway. At this point, some of us were ready for an Abort to Otters (ATO), the bar at the Marriott next to the USSRC. I had a lot of fun of course. I met Commander Hot Dog at that time.
Moving on to Saturday, we had another crappy breakfast. After breakfast, we saw the IMAX "Hail Columbia". It was nice to finally see this movie again! Even though Columbia no longer exists.
After the movie, we took the bus over to Area 51 and took part in the high ropes course. There was a 50 foot climbing wall. For those who didn't want to do the climbing wall, there was a ladder (can't remember it's exact name) on the other side. After reaching the top, you got to go down the zip line. You were chained with 2 other members of camp (or in my case, only 1 other person since I was in that leftovers group). Your fellow campers were also holding the ropes so that you wouldn't die if you fell. I put my life into my fellow campers hands, and I survived the climbing wall with no major problems. The zip line down was so much fun. It felt like you were flying. The hardest part was at the top...you had to fall forwards. Once I got over that fear (and I'm pretty fearless, but I was 50 feet above the ground), the zip line was over way too soon.
We had lunch and then took the bus over to AC to do sims. Way too much sim time. Almost 4 hours of sim time. And I had no idea how to get the brakes off, so I wasn't going anywhere. My backseat pilot and I were just joking around through the headsets while I was still searching for that button to let the brakes go. Finally that sim time was over.
We had a special dinner with another astronaut, Hoot Gibson. He had many stories to tell about his time in space.
We had a joint mission that we pushed for on Saturday night. Both Columbia and Challenger teams worked together on this mission. I was in mission control as Flight Director for this mission. It was a pretty boring job, so I was making noises and talking about concessions (long story) and feeding Nathan some peanut M&M's (not exactly feeding them to him, but I gave him a bag of them). I also retired a few times from the job.
After the mission, we had yet another ATO and Hoot Gibson was also there. Some of us stayed out until almost 2am at a bar that is supposed to close at midnight. I really really had an absolute blast that night (for anyone who was still there, you know what went on). I think the ATO's helped bring many of us closer together.
And now it's Sunday, our last day. After cleaning out our rooms and looking at breakfast (LMAO I didn't actually eat breakfast that day), we had some free time until viewing another IMAX. Nathan, "Richasi", and I walked around the museum and gift shop. We saw "The Dream Is Alive" that morning, another movie that I hadn't seen in many years. I brought my own concessions to the theater and yelled at "Richasi" for purchasing concessions at the expensive concession stand. Sad times afterwards...graduation time. And then camp was officially over. I had to say good-bye to the Columbia team...and it was hard since I had grown closer to especially one of them the night before.
The Challenger team made its way to the Marriott and ate some real food for lunch. Many of us still had plenty of time to kill, so we spent some more time around the museum and went to say good-bye to Jason. We hitched a ride back on the camp bus to the airport and spent almost two hours there before I had to say good-bye to another few people. Oh yes, and there was that one lady that dropped her food on the floor across from "Richasi" and me and then she picked it up and ate it. LOL, sorry, I had to throw that story in because it still cracks me up everytime I think of it. Anyways, we said our good-byes and got on our separate planes. My plane touched down at 8:40pm and I got home around 10:15.
If you have never experienced Space Camp, you may not have read through this long blog. I wanted to write down my experience not only so I could share it with everybody, but so that I won't forget any of the wonderful times that I had at my Space Camp weekend. I hope that one day many of our teammates will go back at the same time and be able to enjoy each other's company again. Until that time...there is e-mail, myspace, and hab1 to keep us all in touch. Maybe some of us will even visit each other one day in the future. Only time will tell. I know that I miss everyone so much already and the great time that I had at the Alumni Weekend and I know that one day, I will be returning to the USSRC and participating in yet another Space Camp.