Great article about the Apollo astronauts trying to sleep on the Moon.

Noises, lights, cramped quarters, fear, and excitement all interfered with their ability to sleep in the LM on the surface of the Moon.

I especially liked this part about Al Shepard and Ed Mitchell on Apollo 14.

:smiley:

Great find, thanks for sharing.

A very nice read. Thanks. I’ve often wondered about that. Hell, I have problems sleeping on Earth most nights.

I’d think that occasional noises, even unexplained ones, wouldn’t be nearly as creepy as the absolute silence of being totally alone.

That’s probably the one thing they didn’t try out in the LM simulator.

What, sleeping? In the article it says they did try it out in the simulator.

I would expect the opposite. I’m totally fine with being alone, what would get me would be, every unexplained noise could mean the reaper has come.

That’s nothing to fear.

I think an explained noise might be worse.

“Yep, that was definitely a knock on the door.”

President Nixon had a prepared speech, in case the astronauts were trapped on the Moon…it reads, “they (the astronauts) will sleep in peace on the Moon”.
Kinda ironic.

Almost: http://www.archives.gov/presidential-libraries/events/centennials/nixon/images/exhibit/rn100-6-1-2.pdf

NASA should have secretly installed a radio-controlled doorbell.

Good thing that none of them had that quirk where they can only sleep with the window open…

I’d probably be kept awake by the meta-excitement of being the first insomniac on the moon alone…

Well, at least they weren’t some of those asian types that think a fan running while you sleep will kill you.

Yes, that’s is a thing.

And, I’m sure there were some fans somewhere in the LEM.

And I have to laugh. If ANYTHING might keep me awake sleeping in the LEM on the freaking moon, it would be a HISSING sound. And that’s not because I have a phobia about moon snakes.

It’s not the moon snakes, it’s the mutated spiders quietly crawling into your suit that would get me…

I’d have left a McDonald’s wrapper on the moon, and not tell anyone.

They did leave trash on the Moon (but I’m sure there were no McDonald’s wrappers).

I’ve always envisioned some astronaut writing out Nixon/Ford/Carter/Regean/Bush/Clinton/Bush/Obama/whoever SUCKS! on the surface of the moon/mars/wherever one day.

And telling everyone when they got back (with pics one would hope).

And we know that scratching on the “soil” will last for millions, if not billions of years. And whoever was the victim (being an egotistical ass) not being able to do damn thing about it. And everybody knowing about it.

And it.

Just.

Bugging.

The.

Shit.

Out.

Of.

Them.

Till.

The.

Day.

They.

Died.