There are once in a
lifetime trips and then there are the six trips to the surface of the
moon. Only twelve men have ever made this most unique of journey's –
their every move broadcast into history, the weight of a
super-power's global reputation in balance and the dreams of billions
of people on their shoulders.
By 2005, 3 of the
moonwalkers had passed away - “now there's only nine of us” noted
Apollo 16's Charlie Duke. But who were they? Was their trip worth
the 24 billion dollar price-tag? What did Apollo mean for them, for
their families, for the world? Will we ever return? In Moondust
(2005), accomplished writer
Andrew Smith set out on an ambitious quest to meet and profile
the 9 remaining Moonwalkers and to seek answer's to the rings of
questions which orbit around them to this day.
Moondust is a
joy to read. It is packed with down-to-earth conversations and
eyewitness accounts yet full of starry-eyed dreams. Each chapter
revolves around Smith's encounter(s) with one of the 9 and all of
their intriguing idiosyncrasies. Armstrong is distant, enigmatic and
dignified. Buzz is a bizzare livewire and the other seven all
fascinating. These nine biographies in-and-of themselves would of
made for an intriguing read but Smith, politcal-and-cultural
journalist, child-of-the-sixties, chose a different path.
The pen-portraits of
the nine are woven into the lives of former Nazi
rocket-scientist-and-influencer-extraordinaire Werner Von Braun and
all of NASA's other movers-and-shakers. Woven into Smith's
travelogue of getting to each interview and his childhood memories.
Woven into the high of Led Zepplin, Woodstock and the music and
counter-culture of the sixties and it's demise. Woven into the
panicked-pandemonium unleashed in Washington as Sputnik and then
Gagarin orbited over America, sparking off the space race which led
to the moon.
Nor is his account
descriptive and linear - “destiny” does not get a word in. The
space race was contested in so many ways with plenty of options
on the table. Kennedy wasn't an early promoter of the moon
missions but instead largely saw them as a way of winning third world
hearts-and-minds from the Communists, boosting his opinion ratings and developing the USA's military-industrial complex.
Disaster was closer than the broadcasts suggested, with many NASA
insider's believing the lunar missions to have a 50/50 chance of
succeeding. The X20 Space plane could have been fully developed
decades ahead of the much more complex and larger space-shuttle.
Lunar-rendevous was selected over Earth-rendezvous or Moon-direct or
even a one-way trip (with return journey to be worked out after the
fact!) because it offered the quickest way to land a man on the Moon
– at the expense of establishing a permanent human presence there.
Suffice to say that in
Moondust, Smith, like the 9 he chased, suceeded spectacularly
in his mission. But don't take my word for it, apparently The Times selected it as one of the 100 best books of the noughties and it was nominated as book of the year at the British Book Awards.
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