Saturday 28 May 2011

cro-mo

DACE may survive. People who are following the Save DACE Facebook or website know this. DACE no longer exists, of course, but it has been singled out in the past few months as though it does so I at least have begun to speak about it again as though it did. I think in many ways it still does. And some of the recommendations of the consultation panel amount to a revival of DACE.

It would be increasingly strange, at the moment, not to comment here on what's been happening. There's a lot to be said, but some of it shouldn't be said in this setting. Some of it is much bigger than DACE.

Anyway I've been enjoying bike runs at the weekends. I believe I'm not a very fast cyclist but I enjoy cycling on a fast bike. I love those weekend sensations: of setting off from the house on my road bike and thinking, "wow, this is fast even just rolling downhill"; of shooting uphill in high gears; of having been out for a long time and feeling you can just keep going and going. I've begun to pore over descriptions of more expensive bikes, wondering if they would actually feel faster, if I might travel less pathetically slow on one. I've learned that so-called cro-mo steel alloys have excellent strength to weight ratio and are preferred for bike parts for this reason. "Cro-mo" is steel alloyed with chromium and molybdenum.

Molybdenum, what a strange name. Element number 42 - nice number, six times nine. Where does it come from? Actually we know the answer to that question. It is produced in the interiors of red giant stars in the so-called s-process, and behind the blast wave that travels outward through a star in the explosive events of a supernova, in the r-process. "s" stands for "slow" and "r" for "rapid". Both involve the absorption of neutrons by nuclei, and radioactive decay of resulting, unstable nuclei. Immediately after the supernova explosion there are lots more neutrons flying around than normal, even for the interior of a star; hence the "r".




There is enough molybdenum now, in the Earth's crust, for us to be able to use it in cro-mo alloys and work towards those sensations of speed, because the universe is 13.7 billion years old and there has been enough time for lots of generations of massive stars, becoming red giants, spawning supernovae, and enriching the abundances of such heavier elements in the Milky Way as a whole.

If I ever get one of those nice bikes with the cro-mo parts and enjoy sensationally fast feeling bike rides in the myriad tiny, sunlit roads south of Glasgow, my thoughts will doubtless turn occasionally to the Sun's far future, to a time when it has swollen and engulfed the Earth and molybdenum is getting manufactured with many other rare substances in its deep interior, when DACE and universities and human beings are part of history, possibly lost from all conscious thought. I'll relish that sense of speed and think about the age and far future of the Universe.

(Supernova 1987a image: NASA, ESA, K France, P Challis, R Kirshner)

Thursday 5 May 2011

Crazy men

Well, this isn't really a "DACE Memorial Blog" at all, is it? It's mostly me sounding off about things that amuse me. So here's a new one - there'll be lots of real DACE talk any day now.

Today's Astronomy Picture of the Day is an amazing photograph, just moments after launch, of the Redstone rocket that took the first American into space, 50 years ago today. What strikes me, looking at this picture, is what a tiny wee rocket this was, compared to the Saturn monsters that powered men towards the Moon. Look at the details that gave scale: the platform on the hoist just next the launch pad, presumably just big enough for a couple of people; the windows in the cabins that are part of the launch gantry. Not to mention the actual Mercury capsule itself, one-human sized, no doubt painfully cramped, perched on top of this very long pipe bomb. They stuck Al Shepherd on top of a great big firework and shot him into space - just; sub-orbital.

He got significantly higher than Joseph Kittinger had just months previously, but in a much more explosive way. Kittinger ascended gently to just under 20 miles altitude, by balloon. Then he jumped out. Nobody has ever fallen further.

Which man was crazier?