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// Sol 407 
// Story: The Maretian 
// by Kris Overstreet 
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MISSION LOG - SOL 407


Well, we didn't have to start weaving insulation out of hay, so that's good. 

The combination of the RTG in the habitat deck and shutting down all air flow to Rover 2 and the bridge, plus the ugly-ass insulation job we did on the walls of that compartment, kept the room warm enough during the early part of the evening and only a little chilly by just before dawn. That'll have to do, because we can't really afford to run heaters, and we don't have anything else to use for insulation except hay, which has problems.

We decided one other thing: when we leave, we're going to line the floor of the habitat deck with the mattress pads from the Hab bunks. They're only a few inches thick- they were made to be thrown across a string base to save launch weight- but they're better than nothing.

Today we're going to make sure everything's in its proper place. Then tomorrow, Sirius 7, the dress rehearsal. 

Fingers crossed...

(I need to ask Starlight what the pony version of that is.)