Releasing the original blog version of The Martian by Andy Weir, as it happens.

January 16, 2036

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LOG ENTRY: SOL 70 (Jan. 16, 2036)

Today, I write to you from the rover. I’m halfway-through Sirius 3 and things are going well. 

I set out at first light and drove laps around the Hab, trying to stay on untouched ground. The first battery lasted just under two hours. After a quick EVA to switch the cables, I got back to driving. When all was said and done, I had driven 81km in 3 hours and 27 minutes. 

That’s very good! Mind you, the land around the Hab is really flat, as is all of Acidalia Planitia. I have no idea what my efficiency would be on the nastier land en route to Ares 4. 

I could have gone further, but I need life support while recharging.

The CO2 gets absorbed through a chemical process, but if the fan that pushes it isn’t working, I’ll choke. The oxygen pump is also kind of important. 

I set up the solar cells. It was hard work; last time I had Vogel’s help. They aren’t heavy, but they’re awkward. After setting up half of them, I figured out I could drag them rather than carry them and that sped things up. 

Now I’m just waiting for the batteries to recharge. I’m bored, so I’m updating the log. I have all the Poirot books in my computer. That’ll help. It’s going to take 12 hours to recharge, after all. 

What’s that, you say? 12 hours is wrong? I said 13 hours earlier? Well, my friend, let me set you straight. 

The RTG is a generator. It’s a paltry amount of power, compared to what the rover consumes, but it’s not nothing. It’s 100 Watts. It’ll cut an hour off my total recharge time. Why not use it? 

I wonder what NASA would think about me fucking with the RTG like this. They’d probably hide under their desks and cuddle their slide rules for comfort.

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