When I first moved to Florida, I worked for Pratt & Whitney and daily encountered rocket engines, jet engines and the people who
built them. I’m not sure how I got any work done there, but it was an unforgettable experience. Since then, I’ve been on Kennedy Space Center for unforgettable shuttle night launches & seen numerous launches from local places. Living 2.5 hours from the Cape, we’re privileged to have front row seats to whatever is launched. I’ve never seen a shuttle land, so seeing the final flight of Atlantis touch down would be a fitting completion to my shuttle experience. I knew it’d be dark when Atlantis returned, but I’d love to hear those famous dual sonic booms first hand.
The goal was to get near runway 15 and according to the maps, it’d be 2.5 hour ride. Atlantis returns at 5:56a.m. so if we leave by 3a.m.
that’s plenty of time to find a spot and relax. I set the alarm for 2:30a.m. & looked in disbelief. I don’t think I’ve gotten up that early for anything…..that’s okay, we’ll go to bed early. 10:30p.m. came and went before we finally got to sleep. Only 4 hours of sleep; that’ll have to do.
I don’t hear the alarm clock, but I’m awake and I can tell it’s very early. I’m just excited and woke up early I think as I peer down at the clock: 3:35am!! I look twice, wiping the sleep out of my eyes. What!! I jumped out of bed and ran down stairs hoping this was a fluke with this clock (it’s happened before) and the other clocks would somehow show 2:30. Nope, it’s an hour later than planned. Now my mind is racing; Is it too late? How far can we get if we left at 4am? Would we end up hurtling down the highway & miss it all? At least if we stayed home we could watch it all on TV.
I recounted our numerous trips to Orlando and how long it took to reach certain exits, scoured maps, & the space center page hoping they’d push the landing back an hour to the second return window. That second return window would be perfect because it’d be daylight and give us extra time. My girlfriend wants to know if she should get up & dressed or just stay put. Okay, so now I have two important decisions to make:) I’m not a real spontaneous person so times like this are always a little challenging. One final calculation on time and distance and I decided we could make it.
We got on the road at 4: 20am and head out with a lot of hope. We pass Vero Beach at 5:05am; Melbourne is the goal because there are plenty of exits & we know the area. I’d rather be closer to Kennedy, but that’s the closest we can get in this time frame. The sonic boom supposedly has a
30 mile range so it’s a 50/50 shot we’ll hear it.
5:20am, and a rest area is up ahead and of course I really have to go. Of all the times to have to stop…..must be all the excitment. I swing in and there are porta potties out front. Great, I don’t have to make the hike all the way to the real restrooms. A few minutes later we’re on the road and my mind is a lot clearer and relaxed.
At 5:30am, she checks the NASA home page and the shuttle is on schedule and recommends that we be situated at 5:45am. No problem, there are
plenty of exits at Melbourne. I look for the Brevard Zoo exit because I know where to go from there. The road construction, darkness, and probably just excited, I didn’t see it. I crest an overpass at 5:40 and see nothing but open road and a sign that says Cocoa Beach 20 miles. Oh no…..did I just go too far? I can’t turn around and I can’t just stop on the side of the interstate. It’s dangerous enough stopping on the side of the interstate during the day, let alone in the dark.
I peered down the road looking for any sort of exit; I just needed to get off the busy highway safely. Up ahead a flashing road construction sign listed an exit. Perfect!! I successfully navigate the maze of bright orange construction barrels directing me off the highway. I have no idea where
we are but we’re off the highway and just need to find a quiet place. The next light we turn right and to the left is a small parking lot. It says residents only, but at this point we don’t care. We park and tune into to my phone for the latest NASA updates.
Looking up into the sky, it was a perfect morning; the moon was out, stars were twinkling and a tinge of dawn was showing to the east. We
intently listened to the conversation between mission control and Atlantis. Shortly they said those magic words: “Atlantis just went subsonic”.
At that time, as if from the great beyond we heard two deep, thunderous booms. Boom-Boom!! Wow, that was cool!! I can’t believe I waited till the last flight to hear those in person! We give each other high fives excited that we made it.
Via the phone, we watched Atlantis make a picture perfect touch down and roll to a complete stop. After a few accolades exchanged by mission control and the crew, we hit the road back home.
We arrived home by 8am and had already traveled 187 miles and been up 4.5 hours. We kinda felt a little like an astronauts. In spite of
the alarm clock(turned out to be operator error) and missing an exit, we still made it and that’s what made it all worthwhile. Like so many night launches that left me speechless, I will never forget the beautiful Florida morning when I heard the final return of Atlantis.