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Field Journal from Heidi Hammel - 3/3/96
A CRAZY TRIP TO HAWAII
I'm writing from the mid-level facility on Mauna Kea. Mauna Kea is a 14,000-foot
extinct volcano on the Big Island of Hawaii. The name "Mauna Kea" (MAH-nah
KAY-ah) means "mountain of white" and you will soon know why.... The "mid-level"
is really at 9,000 feet, a little more than halfway. It is here that astronomers
sleep, and eat, and plan for their observations. We stay here because on
the top of the mountain, the air is so thin that it is too dangerous to
be up there for very long - there is not enough oxygen. So we only go up
there to do the actual observations, and spend the rest of the time down
here at the lower altitude. The name "Hale Pohaku" (HAH-lay poh-HAH-koo)
means "house of stone," since the first building here was a little stone
hut.
On the 14,000-ft summit area are many of the world's largest telescopes.
We are here to use one of them, the NASA Infrared Telescope Facility (IRTF).
We plan to observe the occultation of a bright star by Jupiter, as I mentioned
in an earlier journal. Let me tell you about the trip so far.
I got up yesterday morning at 5 am, since I needed to be at the airport
by 6:15 to get our equipment checked in. We are taking a camera we built
at MIT, which is more complicated than your average picture-taking camera:
it fills 5 crates (including computers, electronics, tools, and stuff).
The plan was that I would meet Jim and Jeff at the curbside at the airport,
and they would have the van with all the equipment. Well, I was there
right on time. But no Jim, no Jeff, no van, no equipment. I was worried,
because there were predictions for a big snowstorm to hit Boston soon,
and if we didn't get out on time, we might not get out for a while!
They finally showed up after a nerve-wracking 20-minute wait - whew!
We checked in our equipment crates and our suitcases. It was a long 5-hour
flight to Los Angeles, where we had to change planes. The whole terminal
was PACKED with people, and we had to take a bus from the terminal we
landed at to another terminal, and that terminal was also PACKED with
people, plus it was under construction! It was a nightmare. We finally
got out of there, and had another long 5-hour flight to Honolulu, where
we again had to get on a bus and transfer from one terminal to another
to catch a flight from Honolulu to Hilo, which is on a different island.
We finally got to Hilo at about 7 pm Hawaii time, which is midnight
in Boston. It had already been a long day. But then the real fun began.
It was pouring rain in Hilo. Absolutely buckets. I had to get from one
place to another, so I was running, trying to stay dry. But I tripped
and fell into a deep puddle, and tore open my jeans and also my knee.
So much for staying dry, and now I was injured to boot. To make matters
worse, the airlines lost my luggage! All the equipment crates and other
bags came, only mine was lost. So I had no dry clothes to change into.
1-hour drive, but because of the fierce rainstorm, I had to drive very
slowly: I had to drive over two hours in a pouring rain storm while soaking
wet, in torn and blood-stained jeans, in pain. It was awful!
When we finally got to the mid-level, I found a note: the summit area
(the telescopes) had been abandoned several hours earlier due to dangerous
conditions. All the rain in Hilo and on the drive was SNOW up on the top
of the mountain! We had escaped the snowstorm in Boston, only to run smack-dab
into an even worse one in Hawaii. Now you know the meaning of Mauna Kea
- the White Mountain!
There was nothing left to do but go to bed. I had finally gotten into
my dorm room, out of the wet and bloody clothes, had treated my wounds,
and crawled into bed, when the bed started shaking. It was an earthquake!
Fortunately, it was a minor one, and was over before I even had time to
get out of bed. But what a way to end a long, strange trip.
Today we spent the day watching weather photos on the internet, talking
with the road crews about when they think they will be able to get the
roads clear to the summit. They don't think they will get through the
4-foot-tall snowdrifts until tomorrow evening at the earliest. We were
planning to unpack up the instrument today, with installation and check-out
tomorrow, so this is a major problem! The good news - the airlines found
my suitcase, and it was delivered to Hale Pohaku in the afternoon. It
was good to get out of the blood-stained jeans and put on fresh clothes.
Since we were planning to do much of our set up work today and tomorrow,
we are far behind in our timeline. And we cannot tell Jupiter to slow
down in its orbit. It will cross in front of that star on Tuesday morning
whether we are ready or not! Stay tuned ....
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