Meteorite
(This 866th Buffalo Sunday News column was
first published on October 28, 2007.)

Peruvian Meteorite
Crater
One
of my favorite short stories is James Thurber's "The Luck of Jad
Peters." Peters is a kind of small town ne'er-do-well, who loves to tell
how fortunate he is. He just missed sailing on a ship that was lost with all hands;
something told him not to visit the lumberyard on the day the wood collapsed,
injuring an employee; and so on. But after years of telling these tales, one
day he is walking down the street when a rock, thrown by a far off dynamite
blast, strikes him and kills him. This time Peter's luck took its toll.
I
thought of that story when I read of an event that took place near Carancas,
Peru on September 15. Carancas is a sparsely populated village near Lake
Titicaca on the Peruvian border with Bolivia.
Many
villagers saw a bright orange fireball streaking across the sky and then heard
a loud boom when it crashed to earth. That noise was heard fifteen miles away
and windows were shattered in the local health center a half mile from the
impact.
Local
people first thought that the source of the sound was an airplane crash and
rushed to the crash site. Instead of airplane wreckage they found an impact
crater about 40 feet across and 30 feet deep. It was rapidly filling with
boiling water that sent up a cloud of extremely smelly steam.
Scientists
who visited the scene later identified the object that had slammed into the
earth as a meteorite only about the size of a basketball. They suggest that
this was a fragment of a larger object, perhaps ten feet in diameter, that had
broken up about thirty miles above the earth.
Apparently,
no one was there to emulate Jad Peters, but the episode does make you realize
how much our lives are subject to chance events.
Each
year thousands of meteorites are observed, especially at the time of the
Perseid shower in mid-August and the Leonid shower in mid-November. Fortunately
virtually all of those rocks burn up as they strike the earth's atmosphere.
But
a few do get through. In January this year a golf-ball sized meteorite weighing
as much as a can of soup crashed through the roof of a house in Freehold
Township, New Jersey and embedded itself in a wall. And a football-sized rock
from outer space smashed into a parked car in Peekskill, New York in 1992.
Astronomers' estimates of the number of these small rocks that reach the earth
each year range as high as 18,000. The Peru meteorite is considered large among
them; many others are only the size of a marble.
Few
of these small meteorites create impact craters like the one in Peru. They are
either too small or their speed has reduced to that of free-fall and they
barely penetrate the earth's surface. Clearly the Peru meteorite had not lost
its cosmic velocity as it dug well into the ground.
Then,
of course, there are the real giants, ranging from the automobile-sized, 16 ton
Willamette Meteorite found near West Linn, Oregon where it crashed in
pre-historic times to the one that caused the Chicxulub Crater off the Yucatan
coast in Central America and is believed to have ended the age of the dinosaurs.
That crater is over a hundred miles in diameter. Thankfully such huge rocks
only hit earth over millennia.
But
like winning the lottery, these chance events do happen.
The
Peru meteorite had another effect. According to local health department official
Jorge Lopez, "a strange odor" rose out of its crater. Local farmers
and the police who visited the site complained of headaches and vomiting.
Conspiracy theorists immediately speculated that the source was a hydrothermal
explosion or that the meteorite was really a spy satellite.
The
response to this by Lionel Jackson of the Geological Survey of Canada was
straightforward: "The mysterious gases were steam. It was a rock that fell
out of the sky and made a hole in the ground. End of story."
A
further check by scientists indicated that no radiation was involved. And the
sickening smell: sulfur compounds created by the extreme heat of the impact.
School science students will recognize that unpleasant odor of hydrogen
sulfide.-- Gerry Rising