Halfway Home: 6 Months Into Simulated Mars

Welcome to mission day 184 and the third quarter of our year on simulated Mars.

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It’s been six months since my crew landed here. Half a year already! Though substantial evidence exists to the contrary exists – my hair is longer, the nights are shorter, and we now have a small fleet of tiny mutant tomato plants –  in many ways, does seem like only yesterday that the white cargo van pulled up on the red rocks outside the bright white dome, and the six of us stepped out into our new world.

The beginning was very austere, almost business-like: grab your bags, get to Mars and get to work. Since I had been trying to get to Mars since about 1997, that arrangement suited me just fine.

car-and-red-earth.jpegWe waved at the cameras, saluted the administrators, and walked inside. I dropped my backpack in the first room I saw and began looking for something to do.

Our first task? Finding out where everything was.

About a month later, we had found most of the important stuff. It might be a faster on real Mars, but then again, maybe not. At present, we can only aim interplanetary payloads to within 6 miles of a target at best. As those pre-packaged bundles will be arriving months or years before we will, they may very well be covered by or buried in dust by the time we come looking for them. It’s not unreasonable to project that the first Mars mission might have a 1-2 month period dedicated to locating and assembling the various pieces of their habitat.P1020090.JPG

Locating and assembling is pretty much exactly what we did for a few weeks. As we sought out and discovered things we needed – water filters, spacesuit fans, spools of 3D printer substrate – we also found a lot of things that we didn’t need, or, at least, didn’t have a use for at the time: mini-basketball games; bags of golden Chinese new year prizes; mind-spinning varieties of duct tape (band-aid… batman… bacon?).  That’s the sequelae of being mission 4, I suppose. It’s like being the fourth child in a family. We naturally inherited the worldly goods of the three missions who came before us. Tools and toys, scientific instruments and inside jokes. Though we can make absolutely no sense of it now, each item, in its own time, had its own logic – logic perfectly suited to those particular 4-8 months of confinement. Though I maintain that no logic to supports the existence of an I-Love-Justin-Bieber Sticker Collection on “Mars” or anywhere else in this galaxy, its uncanny presence here can only be explained by a prank, one on the order of Scott Kelly’s ape costume on the International Space Station. No one’s quite sure why it’s here, but hey, it’s kind of funny. Ha. Ha. *Looking around* Is it… still here? *Eep!*

The main room of the dome.

The main room of the dome.

As we located various kinds of equipment, from field cameras in heavy steel casings to lean spotting telescope parts and ungainly gigpan rigs, we figured out what we could do with them and how they worked, or didn’t. It was like landing in a science museum whose curators had gone out to lunch in the middle of assembling a new exhibit, and simply never returned. A bit of interplanetary sleuthing later, and we had a working dome, more or less organized into 9 sections: a semi-gourmet kitchen and pantry; a sea can (workshop/food storage/spacesuits/power systems); an airlock (more suits/radios/EVA gear); a biology laboratory complete with a chest freezer, an indoor garden and green bacteria growing in glass housings; a telemetry room full of computers; a laundry room; a dining room/books and games and a library/workout zone; and a common area with an electricity-producing bicycle, guitars, computer workstations, and an ancillary plant-growing area. Out back of the kitchen is the teleporter, where our compost and recycling go out, and where deliveries from resupply robots come in. Upstairs is where we sleep and keep the clothes we brought with us. That’s it, our dome on the range. Home for the last six months, home for the next six.

Chief Engineer Andrzej Stewart plays his guitar in the common area.

Chief Engineer Andrzej Stewart plays his guitar in the common area.

Once we had everything in place, we were able to establish patterns. Our days on sMars are a lot like a day in the life of most people on Earth, with a few significant differences. Like many people, we wake up and check email. Unlike most people, email is pretty much the only way that anyone can talk to us. People from work, from school, research colleagues, the media, our families: they all talk to us by email. We often spend spend hours checking email before the day even begins.
When our day does finally begin, we put on some sensors and monitors. How much we move around here, the levels of light and sound we experience, how much we interact with each other is all being tracked for science.  Then we make breakfast, exercise, and do experiments for either NASA or for ourselves. We all have personal experiments that we run. Mine involve medicine, stress relief, injury avoidance, and what’s growing on us, the crew, as we all live in this small space together. If it’s my day to cook, I cook 2-3 meals for the crew. If it’s my day to clean, I clean out the composting toilets. Everyday, I exercise. I make videos for my husband and family, take care of medical issues if anyone has any, reply to requests from mission control, and help my crew mates with their projects. That’s my day!

And then, of course, there’s EVA. Always EVA.

At least twice a week, every week, come rain, sun, wind, fog, we find a way to go and play on the lava, at least for a little while. Exploring the world around us is arduous and even, as you may have read in my last post, a bit perilous at times, but it’s also joyous and amaziP1020370.JPGng, and it’s what we’re here to do. We check out the radios, put on the suits, and go see what’s out there.

What’s out there can only be described as a roiling sea of primordial planet-matter, flash-frozen into a hundred-thousand facial expressions.  Over the centuries, wide torrents of brick-red, rope-like grey, and coal-stack black lava rock tracked down this mountainside like tears, leaving questions and answers in its way. Have you ever been sitting across from a stranger on a bus or a train and noticed them crying or laughing? You had no context by which to understand why they were doing what they were doing. All you had to go on was what you could see in the present:  their clothing, clean or in tatters; their hair, neat or neglected; their faces, worn with grief or smooth as sea stones. Otherwise, their histories were unknown and unknowable.

That’s what it’s like to P1020363.JPGstand out on the lava fields now. You are surrounded by strangers, underfoot, all around. A million stories from different epochs of the Earth. If you can read the signs, you can peruse the history of the planet itself like the pages of a textbook. The way the rock is worn away here, revealing layers beneath it, is a tale of weathering and history of the types of flows. The streaks of colors laid out like stacked-up horizons show which kind of lava flowed fast or slow, smoothly or roughly forming hills and filling channels.

I’ll be honest – these stories are largely hidden from me. The same would be true if a geologist walked into a room with one of my patients. She or he wouldn’t quite know where to start. They would notice the very basics, perhaps: the person’s age, gender, and posture. If they looked sick or not, maybe. Then what? I feel the same way when I’m out on the lava. I’d like to ask it the standard questions, starting with, “What brought you here today?” But I don’t think I would get any answers.

Fortunately, my crewmates have the magic touch when it comes to things that flow, things that grow, and things that form themselves into various-sized holes in the Earth. If it weren’t for them, I would be lost when it came to our monthly geology task. As it is, I P1020360.JPGfollow their lead as they rock out on the geology. I reap the benefits of their plant growth experiments, both in terms of physical beauty (the color green is amazing!) but also in terms of nutrition.

I’ve come to realize over these last few months that, while culturing foods like bread and cheese may be a good idea, growing plants in space is essential. For all the trouble they bring – taking up precious resources like physical space and water, requiring constant time and attention, almost like children – without them, the world just feels dead. I can’t imagine the habitat without the plants, nor would I want to.P1010741.JPG

In addition to plants, other psychologically essential items have revealed themselves in the last half year. They include board games, musical instruments, and animal mascots. That’s right: we can’t have real pets, but we have plenty of plush ones. They have names like Raspberry and Trouble. They live on our desks and on our chairs, sometimes getting in the way as a real animal would.  Unlike plants, they don’t require much maintenance. Also unlike plants, the plush animals can be animated for the purposes of pestering one’s crewmates during downtime.

Those things all turned out to be necessary. What wasn’t? With a few exceptions, all the things we left behind. Telephones. Online shopping. Traffic. Politics. Commercials. Politics. Pettiness. Holidays, interestingly enough. We were told, and are still told periodically, they they are important. But they don’t seem to have much meaning in a place where the environment rarely varies. Christmas? Well, sure, but it still looks like any day on Mars out there. Thanksgiving without our families was a bit strange as well. Also, have you ever tried to carve turkey made out of hundreds of rehydrated tiny turkey chunks? It’s a mess. Though, as it turns out, pressure-cooking craisins is a super-easy way to get decent cranberry sauce at a moment’s notice any time of year.

While holidays themselves are not necessary, vacations still are.  Since we can’t go more than 2 kilometers away from the dome, a day off, a true day without a major commitment to answer emails or take care of a task for mission control, is about the most we could hope for. It hasn’t happened in 183 days. That’s about to change, however. By the time you read this, we’ll be in the middle of a real, true day off. In celebration of our 6-month anniversary, we’ll be running with no emails or computers for a single day. It doesn’t sound fancy, but that’s OK. Martians are studious and focused and very driven – and fun. We appreciate a good time, too, maybe more now than ever. What’s a good time on “Mars”? A book with real pages in it.  Music. Maybe a movie. Sitting in the airlock as the light changes from bright white to gold. Standing by the porthole with a cup of tea, picking out faces in the rocks, watching the light play across the volcanoes in the valley, their tired peaks worn like hats that have seen too many sunny days and snowy nights. To be on sMars, and place the demands of Earth on hold for a day. That’s a Martian vacation.


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HI-SEAS IV at the halfway mark: We’ve Gone Fishing Star-Gazing. Feel free to leave a message for the crew/fun recipe that can be made with shelf-stable foods/suggestions for 6-person board games/list of songs that sound good on the didgeridoo/well-wishes for the next 6 months at the beep…

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20 thoughts on “Halfway Home: 6 Months Into Simulated Mars

  1. I’ve been enjoying your blog entries since the beginning and it’s wonderful to be given a way to reply to them! (Or maybe it was there along and I missed it?) I’m fascinated by what you are doing up there and I really look forward to your posts. You seem incredibly brave to me: your willingness to spend a whole year so isolated from your Earth life is just astonishing. I wonder what it will be like for you to finish this year and go back to Earth and your friends and families. I hope you continue blogging then so I can find out! Thanks so much for sharing your stories with the world.

    1. Thank you for your very kind comment, Katherine! I think that most people are pretty brave. We simply need the opportunity to demonstrate that truth to ourselves and the world. I will continue blogging as best I can throughout. Thanks for coming along with us 🙂

  2. Congratulations on the half way point! On overseas deployments, it was always a huge milestone. Its like a psychological Christmas time. I have to tell you how very much I enjoy reading your posts. Any chance of you staying there another year just to continue writing? LOL! Be glad you don’t have the long trip back to Earth to look forward to. I am curious what the crew will do in the immediate aftermath of ‘end of mission.’ I assume that will be a particularly busy time for you, medical-wise. Also, is there another crew standing by to replace you at the hab? Would be a shame to lose any momentum with so much to learn.

    1. Ha! You’re sweet, Bill. I really appreciate your support. We all do. After the mission, we all have busy lives to get back to: jobs and spouses and cats and research, etc. I hope that, as you say, that I can do some good medically. I promise to keep writing, in one form or another.

      And yes – HI-SEAS V will start in January 2017. The ground crew will have a few months of well-deserved vacation before starting up again; this time, with a whole new round of experiments. Cheers!

  3. Thanks for another great post. It’s been fascinating to read about your journey.

    Wish I could suggest some good didgeridoo songs but…um…I’m drawing a blank. But you could possibly blow that underlying rhythm from Blondie’s Heart of Glass…

  4. My 10yr old daughter was fascinated by Scott Kelly’s recent Year in Space…I can’t wait to share this with her!
    I am in awe of what the 6 of you are doing. What an amazing experiment! I’m curious though – have you had any interpersonal conflicts within the crew and if yes, how have you resolved them?
    Stay healthy – physically and mentally. You’re halfway to your goal!

    1. Thank you for your kind wishes. I hope that your daughter joins us in space one day. Please tell her that we’re waiting for her, and can’t wait to see her out here. 🙂

  5. I was turned onto your blog by an article about your mission in the URI magazine. This is a very well written and interesting blog.

    I was wondering if you could write or have written about the interpersonal relationships that happen on this mission. If you have already written about this, just point me to the post and I will be happy to read it.

    Are there conflicts that arise? How are they resolved? *snip*

    Thank you for reading my comment and I hope you can address my curiosity.

    1. Hi Sean: Thank you for your questions. This blog was intended for all ages and audiences, and has been revised to suit that purpose. Thank you for understanding.

      The answer to your question is: I haven’t written much about interpersonal relationships. Part of the reason that I haven’t is that interpersonal relationships are the focus of our mission, and the studies we conduct here. I don’t want to disclose data before the scientists have had their chance to publish it. Another reason is that the media attention we get does an excellent job reflecting or interpersonal relationships. I’m not sure that I could be more thorough job than the videos that appear on VICE, History Now, National Geographic, and Quartz, or the stories I have written for Aeon, Nautilus, and Narratively. Lastly, it’s not really my forte. I’m a scientist, a doctor, a former astronomer, a journalist, a world traveler, and so on. My knowledge of psychology and group dynamics is comparatively limited. Nonetheless, your point is well taken. I will think about it and see what I can come up with! Thank for your thoughts, Sean.

      1. Thank you for addressing my questions. I apologize if my questions were inappropriate for some of your readers, so I completely understand that you needed to edit them. If interpersonal relationships are the focus of your mission and the studies conducted there, then I look forward to reading the conclusions of the mission and the studies.

        1. No need to apologize, Sean. Here, we keep the language PG-13 for the kids in the audience. I happen to know that there are a few smalls reading this at home with their parents (Hi Miri! Hi Xander!).

          Interpersonal relationships is something that I would love to talk about – and will talk about – as soon as the data are released. We don’t want to foil the scientific process in any way. Your questions are good – very on-point. Keep them in mind. Stand by. We will address it as timing and opportunity allow. In the meanwhile, please feel free to ask other questions!

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