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ft down at nine things six hundred feet. They're four hundred feet down at nine pay forward four hundred feet Thannard faid down for app pouring forward three hundred feet. I don't want anna wanna down If the astronauts inside the lunar module are unable to reach the Moon surface. Years of training, billions of dollars, and the hopes and dreams of an entire planet work for nothing today. They
are like callouts. From now on will be fueled six day, six day seconds, but they paid don't have down drip into the right level. There is zero margin for error. One miscalculation could cost them their lives third thurday seconds. So much of the Apollo leven story you've heard is the exact same moments, recycled and repeated over end over again. But not here. This time you are going to hear the stories behind the stories, the ones you've never heard.
For the next nine hours, we are going to stow away aboard a tin can, soaring through space at twenty four thousand miles an hour. We're also going to go behind the consoles of mission control to meet the unsung heroes, the men and women who didn't make the headlines but whose stories deserve to be told and will be returning to Earth to look into what was happening while Apolo eleven raced to the Moon and how everything stopped cold
when the eagle touched down. Using never before heard mission audio, I'm going to tell you the story of Apollo eleven as it unfolded, day by day, hour by hour, minute by minute. This was one of the most tumultuous eras in American history. The profoundly unpopular Vietnam War was raging on without an end in sight. Saia that we are fired and stalemate same thing all only realistic, if unsatisfactory conclusion.
Back home, civil rights leader Martin Luther King Jr. And the presumptive Democratic nominee for President of the United States, Robert F. Kennedy, were assessments. Very sad news for all of you, and that is that Martin Luther King and was shot and was killed tonight. Remember, at the Democratic National Convention, thousands of demonstrators clashed violently with police, National guardsman or push thee hippie and anti war demonstrators back a half a block or so from the hotel area.
On top of all of this, the United States was embroiled in a cold war with its ideological nemesis, the Soviet Union. Nuclear tipped violence seemed to be just one thoughtless mistake away. Freedom as many difficulties, and democracy is not perfect, but we have never had to put a wall up to keep off people in smack in the middle of This is the proxy war of a lifetime, the race for space. I'll be up Apollo eleven is
about more than putting a man on the moon. Hanging in the balance is the national pride and global grandstanding of two superpowers on the brink of war. For many who lived through this era, the United States seemed to be coming apart at the seams. Not since the Civil War had the country felt more divided or more angry. Never had our democracy felt more brittle or imperiled. Sound familiar. America needed a miracle. We needed a reason to reach
for a greatness beyond our misfortunes. We needed Apollo eleven. No pressure right. I'm Brandon Phibbs. I'm a science documentary producer and journalist. Before that, my office was the cockpit of an S three Viking jet aircraft, and my job was to hunt submarines for the United States Navy. I invite you to join me as we embark on one of the most thrilling adventures any human has ever undertaken.
This is nine Days in July. At exactly four fifteen on the morning of July nineteen sixty nine, Neil Armstrong, Buzz Aldrin, and Michael Collins waken their living quarters at NASA's Kennedy Space Center in Florida, Launch Control all elements at the countdown Apollo eleven for setting satisfactorily. At this time, the crew was described as appearing to be rested, that is, a fiddle and ready to go. More than one thousand miles away Admission control in Houston, Texas, two dozen flight
controllers are powering up their equipment. Apollo eleven lifts off the pad in a little over four hours. This is the calm before the storm. The rest of America is still to sleep, including the astronauts families, though I suspect the night has not been especially considerate to the astronauts wives. It's time to make history. Today is the day Apollo
eleven leaves for the Moon. Neil, Buzz and Michael have a quick breakfast before reporting to the sud up room, where a small army of technicians is waiting to help them into their space suits, basically a spaceship shaped like
a human being. Once the astronauts are sealed in, they are attached to horrible cases delivering pure oxygen, and just like that, Neil buzzin Michael will not breathe outside air or hear another human voice that is not coming through a speaker for the next nine days back in Houston, Gene Crantz is already awake. I have this incredibly spectacular I mean just absolutely deep sleep, no dreams, no worries, no nothing. But now he's pacing the house like a
caged animal. You got all this energy and you don't have anything to do with it. You got no focus, and you can't sleep. Heck, we had six kids and and uh, MARTA's trying to figure out some way. Oh Jean, what are you going to settle down? When are you going to sleep? Jean's wife pushes him out the door. Jean is one of four flight directors for Apollo eleven, meaning the weight of the entire mission rests on his shoulders. Well, he's not on duty this morning. He still wants to
be in mission control when Apollo eleven lifts off. Traditionally, all flight directors show up in there and you find a place to sit near three or four deep. Every console is three or four deep. Nobody's gonna miss the launch for the first lunar landing mission. Nobody. You know Jean Crantz, even if you don't realize it. If you saw the film with Pollo thirteen, he was the one played by Ed Harris, you know the failure is not an option. Guy, the guy whose wife made him a
new vest for every mission. Now why I pumped myself up each time I get ready to do something. Stars and traps. John Phillips sus I got probably thirty four year records tapes and at this time also we had eight act recorders, so I had him in the car. It was every place i'd go, I'd have John Philip Sousa. And this is why I get up to speed, get
the energy, get the adrenaline flowing. At around six three am, Florida time, Neil, Buzz and Michael waved to the gathered guests, press and other NASA employees and climb aboard a van for a short trip to the launchpad eight miles away. As they draw closer, they can see their Saturn five bathed in giant Xenon lights, the tallest, heaviest, and most powerful rocket ever created. Normally, Launchpad thirty nine A is a beehive of activity and equipment, but today it is
eerily deserted. The weather is perfect, with only a light breeze from the southeast, and temperatures are already climbing into the mid eighties. Jim Lovell was the backup commander for Apollo eleven. He flew to space on the Saturn five twice aboard Apollo eight and apollow their team. What we got off the vehicle, I started to walk up to the elevator to go up to uh where we would
get inside the spacecraft. It was what have apprehensive to the fact that this vehicle is sitting here with five and a half billion pounds of high explosives, liquid oxygen, liquid hydrogen. You know it happened, you know history. The astronauts board the elevator and begin ascending to the top of the rocket. Though they have yet to blast off. The astronauts have already left the Earth. The Saturn five
rushing past them is an engineering marble. At three hundred and sixty three ft, it is sixty ft taller than the Statue of Liberty. It carries more than six million pounds of rocket fuel and weighs as much as four hundred elephants. Apollo said Launch Control at this time and their time proof for Apollo eleven has quoted the high speed elevator from inside the A level and the mobile launcher. That's Jack King. He's an assid Public Affairs Officer. You're going to be hearing a lot from nassa's p a
os this series. It was their job during the mission to explain what was going on to the public. There's a high speed elevator six minutes which will carry them to the three level, the spacecraft level. Dick Gordon went to space on Apollo twelve. As he looked down at the Saturn five on launch day, it's suddenly hit him and say, hey, this is real. That beach below is that Saturn five is a living, breathing object. It's vetting vapors and ice is falling off of it, and it's
a creature. There's just about to come alive. The Saturn five consists of three stages, basically just gas tanks with engines. On the tippy top is a needle like structure. That's the launch escape tower. It's there to yank the astronauts free in the event of an emergency during launch. Directly beneath the tower is a metallic gum drop. That's the Command module. That's what our astronauts will spend the next nine days. In the cylindrical section just beneath it is
the service module. So where's the lunar module, the spidery looking moonship that will actually make the voyage to the surface of the Moon that's hidden away inside of a compartment on top of the third stage. Remember this configuration because it will become very important in a couple of minutes. Shortly, we'll expect us and it's Neil Armstrong and Michael Collins to come across Swing arm nine. The follow as time empathy to the White Home and a standby to board
the spacecraft. The p AO only mentions Neil and Michael because two flights below their final destination, the elevator pauses for Buzz to step off. The loading area above is simply too small to accommodate everyone at once. As the elevator pulls away, Buzz welcomes the chance to steal a couple contemplative moments. In the distance, he can see numerous camp fires flickering on the beaches spectators who have been
camping out for days. He can see the vehicle assembly building where the Saturn five's pieces were mated together by area. It is one of the largest buildings in the world. It's four walls enclose eight full acres and on human Florida days, rain clouds have been known to form inside the one story building. Once it was complete, the Saturn five was perched on top of the crawler transporter, a vehicle the size of a baseball infield, which began the slow process of moving to launch pad at one mile
a gym level. Recalls pausing on the gantry as the enormity of what he was about to do sunk in. I had a few moments to look down, and there I saw the lights of the press people going into their press sites to get set up to watch the launch, and I thought, we're going to the boom. I mean, all this training and all this navigation training and everything else, you know, I just took it as part of everyday
type of working. But that sort of forgetting where I was going, and uh, it was suddenly the realization said, hey, they're serious about this. The space pat command of Neil Armstrong and they command Module Violet. Michael Collins, now proceeding a class to swing arm into the small white homb that attaches at the spacecraft level. At just shy of seven am, Neil climbs off the elevator and enters the white room, the space connecting the Saturn five to the
support structure. The unchallenged lord of the White Room is Pad Leader Gunther, vent bespectacled and bow tied. The rail thin Gunter is responsible for the Saturn five from the moment it arrives at the pad till the moment he seals the astronauts inside their capsule. The astronauts consider him to be a good luck charm. They never want to fly without. Der Pad Furer a nickname given to Gunter by Mercury astronaut John Glenn. You heard that right, der
Pad Furer. During World War Two, Gunter was a flight engineer for the Luftwaffe, the German Air Force. He immigrated to America after the war, where he found work in the burgeoning space program. If it seems peculiar that a former Nazi is enmeshed at such a high level in the U S Space program, gerg your loins. Gunter is one of nearly two thousand x Nazis on Nassa's payroll. How the hell did that happen? We'll get back to that. Neil grabs the handrail and swings himself inside the command module.
It's roughly the size of a SUBU outback. He takes this position at the left of the capsule, the place reserved for the mission commander. The spacecraft commander Neil Armstrong now aboard the Apollo eleven space class at the level at the pad. Morning, Nail, good, welcome aboard. I feel like a good mone Michael, the command module pilot, takes his seat on the right. Eventually, Buzz is called up and drops into the center seat for the lunar module pilot.
The gang's all here, though he once served in the Navy. Kneels the civilian now and a former test pilot. The other two are officers of the U. S. Air Force. Each of the men was born in ninety Each way is a hundred and sixty five pounds, and each are within an inch of the same height five ft eleven inches. Neil is the quintessential calm, cool and collected personality. He is unruffled, unassuming, and always laser focused. He never opens
his mouth unless he has something important to say. The primary objective is is the ability to demonstrate that man mankind in fact can do this kind of a job. Buzz couldn't be more different. He is blunt and opinionated. Luckily, his abrasive opinions are backed up by one of the greatest brains at NASA. We certainly have the utmost confidence of total six that Michael is the peacemaker he once called Neil and Buzz amiable strangers. No one remembers Michael.
He didn't walk on the Moon, and so history has declared him Apollo eleven's official third wheel. But he was the glue, the fun one, witty, lighthearted, and quick with a joke. We're going nine seven percent of the way there, and that suits me just fine. These guys weren't friends. They definitely weren't getting beers after work, but they were pros with a job to do. Together, they are about to crack history wide open. At all. Three astronauts now
avoids the spacecraft. Gunter and his technicians strapped the astronauts in disengage their portable oxygen and begin hooking them up to the ship's internal life support system and communications. Neil gives the thumbs up, and the White Room team seals the hatch. At this time or this in the process of closing the hatch on the Apollo eleven spacecraft, the astronauts are now cut off from all human contact they
won't see another person for the next nine days. For the next two and a half hours, the astronauts run through checklists. At this point in the countdown, spacecraft command and Neil Armstrong once again appears to be the basic worker in the spacecraft as he's performing a series of alignment checks associated with a guidance system in the spacecraft.
The astronauts are subdued working inside the tunnel vision of their training, but Michael Steele a moment of self reflection as the only one not descending to the moon surface, he realizes that the odds of him getting back in one piece are far better than the two men flanking ten minutes away from our plan lifts up the access arm retracts. The men in the capsule feel a jolt. In Houston, mission Control is a beehive of activity. Seconds
after Apollo eleven takes flight. The men and women in this building will take over responsibility of the rocket from the launch center in Florida. Gene Crantz is sitting in the back. He catches sight of Cliff charles Worth, the flight director for the launch. Charles Worth is the conductor choreographing a room of finally two instruments. Charles Worth calls for the room's attention. It's time to get a go
no go for launch sequence. He found fun go Fight, Go, Busch Control Networks, you get it in everything has run his life operations speed. When the countdown clock reaches t minus nine minutes, Charles Worth orders the doors to mission control locked. Jean bows his head in silent prayer. Three and a half miles away minimum safe distance from the launchpad, the grandstands are packed with invited guests and dignitaries. Three thousand newsmen from fifty six countries stand by to file
to day's story. I think it's really a great event for a man from just our planet, not just the United States, to get on a do you actually be on another world? Along miles of grid luck roads, bridges, sand flats and beaches, more than a million spectators hold their breath. Janet Armstrong, Neil's wife, and their sons Mark and Ricky, have escaped the crush of onlookers and snooping press by sleeping aboard a small yacht floating in the
Banana River. Unsurprisingly, Janet didn't get a wink of sleep last night. Collins and Joe Aldron watched from the privacy of their homes, glued to their television sets, like an estimated five hundred and thirty million people across the globe. Neil Armstrong, Buzz Mike Collins where make the flight of Apollo eleven. Let's take a look at their activities, beginning last night at dinner. Andy Aldrin, buzz is youngest, remembers the morning, well, I was home with mom, which kind
of annoyed me. I wanted to be at the launch, and Mom told me that we couldn't go to the launch because NASA didn't want us there because if something happened, they think it would just be really horrible for the family to be on camera with, you know, a national tragedy. It would be decades before Andy would discover the truth. NASA had no problem with them being there. Pat Collins and his mother were merely trying to guard their privacy
and brittle emotions in case something went catastrophically wrong. I've seen pictures of my mom during that time, and she's literally very, very anxious, but I didn't notice it at the time. The only place on Earth where people are not sitting in front of their television sets is the Soviet block there on the other side of the planet. The workday is coming to a close, just like any
other day. Apollo eleven will not be televised. Everything, all the years of research, testing, training, and even the deaths of beloved colleagues has led to this moment. It's one minute seconds on the Apollo missions, the flights to land of the first men on the Moon. All indications are coming in to the control center at this time indicate we are of gold. Neil Armstrong. Just we put it back. It's been a real smooth countdown. We passed the fifty
second month. Power transfer is complete while on internal power with the launch vehicle at this time, and a good an report. It feels good. Ten nine ignition sequenced. Jim Leble paints the scene inside the command module before the liftoff. We can start to hear things happen, you know, maybe with a five or six seconds to go, we hear the rumbling of the fuel started to float down into the engine at a m the Saturn five engines ignite.
The vehicle pours out flame, building thrust, but it doesn't move. Hold down lamps keep it in place where the edge is the knife Before the liftoff, there's a tremendous war roar of the spacecraft is shaking back and forth. Uh, and you're just sitting there hoping that everything works. So okay five or three two one, they're all all engine running at zero. Explosive bolts released the vehicle. You might
think it erupts off the pan, but it doesn't. This is the point at which gravity is the strongest and the ship is the heaviest. Walter cunning Gown who flew aboard Apollo seven. It's not a sudden acceleration. It's not like a cat shot on an aircraft carrier. I mean that is like that, and you see spots in front of your eyes. With this, you're starting out with zero velocity and it's just a slow building. It's like a
train behind you that's just building up. Ripped off let the thirty two minute they are ripped off on a follow eleven, not on her boat. Janet Armstrong tightly clutches her son Ricky as her husband's rocket emerges from the Royaling Smoke and Flames power program. On reporting their role in pitture program, which you put topolo and living on a proper heading. That's Neil letting everyone know that the Saturn five is clear of the tower and angling itself
to its proper heading. The other voice you hear is astronaut Bruce McCandless at the capcom or capsule communicator position in Michig Control. Bill Anders flew on Apollo eight and remember is his launch like it was yesterday. We had simulated essentially everything we could think of, and yet the very first seconds of the flight were a total surprise to everybody. On the violent sideways movement and massive noise, Thomas Mattingly Abolo sixteen launch man Apollo was really dramatic.
It feels just like a challenge. It's shaking and banging and pushing hard, and there is no doubt there's something really gigantic is going on. Neil's left hand is wrapped around the aboard handle. One quick twist would activate the launch escape tower and lift the command module free from the Saturn five, assuming he even knows there's a problem. Bill Anders recalls that the first phase of the ascent was so noisy it was impossible to communicate with the
men sitting right next to it. Had there been a need to abort, detected on my instruments, I could not have relayed that. Michael wonders how the headlines will read tomorrow if Neil A. Sidentally rotates that aboard handle moonshot falls into ocean. Last transmission from Armstrong was oops altitudes two miles and you're good at one a minute, down range one mile, altitude three four miles. Now velocity two thousand per second. We're through the region of maximum dynamic pressure. Now.
Maximum dynamic pressure is the point at which the Saturn five is under the greatest amount of physical stress. Is it attempts to smash its way through the densest part of the atmosphere. Bill anders. As we burned out on the first stage, we were hitting about out of the six or eight g s. You're back in your seat, hardly lift your arms. You have trouble breathing to try to reach out. It's like you had a light in your hand. The first stage of the Saturn five rocket
is made up of five clustered F one engines. These are the largest, most powerful rocket engines ever designed. The nozzles are so low large that the Apollo leven spacecraft can fit inside them. Each one weighs more than nine tons and produces seven point five million pounds of thrust. How much is that. It's equivalent to roughly thirty seven forty seven jumbo jets pumping out more power than eighty five Hoover dams. In the two minutes of their use,
they gobble up twenty tons of fuel per second. When they're done, the Saturn five will have gone from a dead stop to fifteen times faster than the speed of a rifle bullet, and it will achieve that speed while carrying one hundred and thirty tons, about as much weight as ten full school buses. Think of the Saturn five three stages as a relay race. One runner circles the track, and when they get back to the point at which they began, they hand the baton off to another teammate,
who carries it from there. That's also how the Saturn five gets its payloaded. Do orbiting gave. A couple of the first stage's engines begin to shut down. The higher the Saturn five goes, the less Earth's gravity is working against it. The mass of the vehicle is now dropping by more than thirteen metric tons per second if it keeps accelerating at the same speed that was necessary to
get it off the ground. It is going to overshoot its intended orbit and fling the crew into deep space down range thirty five miles thirty miles high standing by for the hardboard engine cuts down. Now, just two minutes and forty two seconds after launch, the Saturn's first stage shuts down completely. Apollo eight's bill anders, then the engine is cut off. You go from a plus six G to a minus one. I felt like I was going
to be catapulted right through that instrument panel. Explosive charges debtonate, severing the two stages. The first stage tumbles back towards the planet. Half a second later, at just shy of nine oh five am, the second stag age engines ignite. They will fire for six minutes, elevating the payload to more than one hundred miles in altitude. The spacecraft is currently traveling at more than sixty three hundred miles per hour. This is the point at which the G forces are
the greatest. The astronauts are nearly four times heavier than their normal weight. Power und the arm from confirming both the engine skirt separation and the launch escape tower separations go. Today, they finally gave me a wines that last voice you heard was Michael. While Neil and Buzz both have their own windows, the launch escape tower blocked Michael's view. He
is finally getting his first look outside the ship. Down range two seventy miles, altitude eighty two miles, velocity twelve thousand, four hundred seventy. The second stage is done at nine minutes and nine seconds. It is jettison and falls back to Earth, but for time, the astronauts taste witlessness. At am the third and final stage comes to life. They're
gently pushing them back into their couches. A follow eleven that then you are gonna firm to go for urban habit and go velacinating certain twenty five th six A follow eleven, it says jison. They booster has been configured for orbital code. Folk spacecraft are looking good or The third stage blasts what remains of the Saturn five into a one and three nautical mile high Earth orbit. Do you remember playing tag as a kid? Think of orbit as base. It's a safe place where the astronauts can
hang out for a while. If something didn't work right, they can turn around and head home. But if everything went according to plan, they finally have a chance to catch their breath. Apollo eleven will now circle the Earth one and a half times. The third stage remains its job is not yet done. The crew removed their helmets and gloves and unbuckle from their restraints. The pressures of gravity have lifted. They begin to levitate euphorically in micro
gravity and begin unstowing and checking their equipment. Michael decides that Buzz should take some pictures. Ever since Wally Shara bought his own Hasselblad from a local Houston camera shop and used it to take the first pictures from space. A word Mercury eight. The Swedish company has been manufacturing cameras for Nassa. They had to be as light, as small,
and as rugged as possible. Plus they had to work in the vacuum of space and in temperatures as high as two hundred and forty eight degrees fahrenheit in the sun and negative eighty degrees fahrenheit in the shade town that was Neil. The astronauts find themselves on the dark side of the Earth, lost in the planet's shadow. They moved caut a lee about the cabin. It takes a while for the inner ear to acclimate to micro gravity. Rapid movements reduce even the most iron stomached metro to
a nauseous mess. A real need to picture that here, real, There's just one problem. They can't find the camera. Everybody's seen a half of breast bloating bird at two lights for sunrise. No, but I mean where you want to get it before the l T L I is translunar injection. This is the upcoming burn which is going to propel the spacecraft out of Earth orbit and toward the Moon. The vehicle's acceleration will impart one point five g s, and anything not secured inside the cabin, like a camera,
becomes a potentially deadly projectile. Ah. Here it is Planet Ye floating on the alf all over standing collection. Clearly the guys are having fun with the camera. Michael is spoofing Cecil B. De Mill, the legendary film director of the Greatest Show on Earth and the Ten Commandments. He were ready to go ahead with the in the docking probe, and you know with the RN's hot fire when you're ready to monitor. So did you go ahead with the probe? Now? Remember when I told you to keep in mind how
everything on top of the Saturn five was configured. Here's why. After A Paul eleven initiates the coming trains lunar injection, they will undertake one of the single most difficult and dangerous elements of the entire mission. The command service module will separate from the third stage, make a you turn dock with a lunar module and pull it out slightly one already open data, We confirm existion and the throats go.
Two hours and forty four minutes into their mission. At eleven forty six am Houston time, Apollo eleven is finally on its way. Right, you know, there's a little tiny pretty grating the founds. The old FLA can be praga brecond phenomenal, right, they were we have cut off the last we have had a t l I cut off seven article. That's more than twenty four thousand miles an hour,
more than enough to escape the Earth's gravitational field. He's been eleven said and gave up right, all right, you're eleven will pass that on and it's sly looks like you're rolling your roy now. We have no complaints with any of the three stages on that. That right was beautiful. Michael glances out the window at Earth launch Day. Crowd is probably still stuck in bumper to bumper traffic trying
to get home. He thinks on the yacht where Janet Armstrong and her kids are hiding out from the press, no champagne bottles have been popped. According to Neil's wife, there will be no celebrating until her husband is back home. Your Gopher separation. It's time to separate the command module from the Saturn five and retract the lunar module. Shortly after noon in Houston, Michael takes over the controls everywhere they used them about the sad explosive bolts free the
Command Service Module from the Saturn five third stage. Expertly, Michael uses short thruster bursts to ease the spacecraft forward. Tucked beneath and behind it, hidden inside the third stage garage rests the lunar module. It's spider like legs tucked tight to its body, we can Michael guides the Command Service Module out to a distance of one or so feet and rotates it around so that the CSMs docking port is aligned with that of the lunar module. Michael
uses thrusters to slowly close that distance. Neil and Buzz help him site navigating. No, I don't think he's a little bit alright, alright, They are now looking directly at the top of the lunar module. To Michael, the docking port looks like a malevolent black eye. Four conical shroud panels, which protected the lunar module during launch, peel away like the opening petals of a flower. The moonship dubbed the
Eagle begins to gleam in the sunlight. All right, lul look, it's time to see if the hundreds of hours Michael spent alone in the command module trainer preparing for just this moment payoff. If he can't get the lunar module out, their moonshot is over before it begins. Then that they were closing at at last the fact he must maintain steady and slow rate of speed. Too fast and they'll have a head on collision, likely damaging or destroying both craft.
As they nuzzle ever closer, the command modules thrusters caused the eagles metallic skin to ripple, damn the command service modules Probe slides into the eagles docking port and three latches snap closed. Michael has done. It is done. Yeah, it felt good for me. Next, Michael must reverse plucking the lunar module free when we're ready for lambent petion. Al right, here go for let me jack. Apollo eleven is now a complete spacecraft and all of this took
barely more than four hours from their launch. The Saturn fives job is now complete. This is a control at four hours thirty four minutes, where about five minutes away from the evasive maneuver that wasn't sure there will be no whole problems of recontact between the spacecraft and the S four beast stage of the launch vehicle. What's left of the Saturn five is now too far from Earth to fall back and burn up on re entry, and it's also too close for comforts. Looking good were standing?
The Apollo eleven sends a command of the third stage to jettison all of its remaining fuel in space, any kind of ejection acts as a propulsive force. Venting the fuel sends the third stage tumbling away from the astronauts. It will ultimately be thrown into an orbit around the Sun, and it remains there to this day. And just like that, the astronauts can finally relax. They peel themselves out of their bulky space suits, a difficult task considering their trapped
inside a capsule the size of a station wagon. Eventually they ease into white, two piece nylon jumpsuits. Suddenly the cabin feels much larger. Back at mission control, Jeane Krantz and his white team are relieving Cliff Charlesworth and his Green team. Gene is anxious to get into the light director chair and started shift. It's here that he feels most at home. Hello, Apollo, Levan Houston. The advice you're apparently white name is come over REVERSI we can see
as a service hesitate to com. That was Charlie Duke. He's taking over Bruce McCandless's capcom seat for the shift. Neil wants to know if Mission Control would like some video of the view outside their windows the old anytime you want to turn it on. We're ready over okay, uh juson. We are ascendant of Birthtown. Right now we're seeing the center of the views of the spacecraft and
the eastern Pacific Ocean. We can't clearly see the western coast of North America, the United States, the Samuel Kane Valley, the High Sierras, California, elect to go down as far as a Copulco, as was so often the case, Seeing are marbled blue and white globe made a profound impression. The astronauts were all struck both by how imaginary our planet's borders are and how fragile it seemed. Everything tearing the Earth apart. Wars, protests and assassinations are invisible from
Apollo Levin's lofty vantage point Apollo twelves. Dick Gordon said, we have been asked a lot what don't we discovered when we went to the Moon. Collectively, I should say that we discovered the Earth, very delicate planet, sitting out there in a black of the blackest black you'll ever see it, just devoid of any color whatsoever. And it's been described like a Christmas tree armament hanging out there. You can terminate, You're convenience. We've got enough, stay their
job done. The crew decides to begin their sleep period a couple of hours early. They've earned it. At eight pm in Houston, the rest of America isn't far behind. In mission control, Jean and his White team settle in for a quiet night of monitoring Apollo eleven as it races silently toward destiny. This is Apollo Control at fourteen hours, six minutes into the flight of Apollo eleven. The mission
is progressing very smoothly. All spacecraft systems are functioning normally at this time, and the flight surgeon reports that all three crewmen appear to be sleeping. At the present time. Apollo eleven is sixty six thousand, five hundred fifty four nautical miles from Earth and traveling at a speed of about seven thousand, ninety five ft per second, which would
be about forty eight hundred miles. Throughout the history of our species, humankind has always been driven by an innate desire to explore, to see what is outside the cave, over the mountain, across the ocean. Civilization was spread into the sales of ancient sailing ships. The age of exploration pushed back the frontiers of the then known world and
traced the shape of the planet's contours. Later expeditions crossed continents, braved oceans of ice to find the North and South Poles, and later still tamed the skies in aircraft that could outrun sound. Compared to every other expedition undertaken throughout the sweep of human history all paled in comparison to the
enormity of Apollo eleven. Either Neil, buzzin Michael will die reaching for something unprecedented in the two hundred thousand years of modern human history, or they will triumph and cement their names in eternity. Before they left for the Moon, a reporter asked Neil Armstrong to lay odds on their success.
He stopped to think about the answer for several long seconds before replying, The odds that he and his colleagues succeed in touching down on the Moon in four days is equal to the odds that none of them ever see Earth or their loved ones ever again. There is still so much that could go wrong. Day one is over. Day two, July, the crew's first full day in space,
begins with our next episode. We're gonna jump back in time to learn who Neil, Buzz and Michael are and exactly what happened in their lives to put them right here right now. It's not nearly as straightforward as you might think, and we will go inside the inner sanctum that is Mission Control to learn how a handful of men and women, most of them just out of College made this mission possible. This podcast is a production of
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