Futility Closet - 282-Helga Estby's Walk
Episode Date: January 27, 2020In 1896, Norwegian immigrant Helga Estby faced the foreclosure of her family's Washington farm. To pay the debt she accepted a wager to walk across the United States within seven months. In this week...'s episode of the Futility Closet podcast we'll follow her daring bid to win the prize, and its surprising consequence. We'll also toast Edgar Allan Poe and puzzle over a perplexing train. Intro: The Dutch and French words for kidney are reversals of one another. In Japan, Douglas Adams encountered a new conception of persistence. Sources for our feature on Helga Estby: Linda Lawrence Hunt, Bold Spirit: Helga Estby's Forgotten Walk Across Victorian America, 2007. Margaret Riddle, "Estby, Helga (1860-1942)," HistoryLink, Sept. 23, 2011. Stefanie Pettit, "Helga Estby a Walking Tale," Spokesman Review, July 9, 2015, S.8. Pia Hallenberg Christensen, "Cross-Country Walk Inspires Women," [Spokane, Wash.] Spokesman Review, May 3, 2008, B.1. Chris Rodkey, "Women Get No Mileage From Cross-Country Trek," Los Angeles Times, July 13, 2003, A.27. Linda Duval, "The Forgotten Walk: Helga Estby's Hike Across America," [Colorado Springs, Colo.] Gazette, June 8, 2003, LIFE1. Dan Webster, "A Feat Nearly Forgotten," [Spokane, Wash.] Spokesman Review, April 27, 2003, F1. "Mrs. Helga Estby," Spokane Daily Chronicle, April 21, 1942. "A $10,000 Walk," Saint Paul Globe, June 2, 1897, 3. "From Spokane to New York," San Francisco Call 79:157 (May 5, 1896), 4. Listener mail: Ian Duncan, "New Poe Toaster Takes Up a Baltimore Tradition," Baltimore Sun, Jan. 17, 2016. Keith Perry, "New Spate of Attacks by Sleeping Gas Gang, Caravanners Warned," Telegraph, Sept. 1, 2014. Joel Gunter, "Jenson Button Robbery: Are French Burglars Really Using Has?", BBC News, Aug. 7, 2015. Sarah Hilley, "Holiday Couple Gassed and Robbed," Swindon Advertiser, Aug. 15, 2007. "Gassed When Wild Camping," Motor Home Fun, March 31, 2009. "Travelling In France - Warning," Caravan Talk, Aug. 16, 2007. This week's lateral thinking puzzle was contributed by listener Colin Sommers, who sent this corroborating link (warning -- this spoils the puzzle). You can listen using the player above, download this episode directly, or subscribe on Google Podcasts, on Apple Podcasts, or via the RSS feed at https://futilitycloset.libsyn.com/rss. Please consider becoming a patron of Futility Closet -- you can choose the amount you want to pledge, and we've set up some rewards to help thank you for your support. You can also make a one-time donation on the Support Us page of the Futility Closet website. Many thanks to Doug Ross for the music in this episode. If you have any questions or comments you can reach us at podcast@futilitycloset.com. Thanks for listening!
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Welcome to the Futility Closet podcast, forgotten stories from the pages of history.
Visit us online to sample more than 11,000 quirky curiosities from reversible kidneys
to a persistent building.
This is episode 282.
I'm Greg Ross. And I'm Sharon Ross. In 1896,
Norwegian immigrant Helga Estby faced the foreclosure of her family's Washington farm.
To pay the debt, she accepted a wager to walk across the United States within seven months.
In today's show, we'll follow her daring bid to win the prize and its surprising consequence.
show will follow her daring bid to win the prize and its surprising consequence. We'll also toast Edgar Allan Poe and puzzle over a perplexing train.
And just a quick programming note, we'll be off next week, so we'll be back with a new episode on February 10th. The economic depression of 1893 closed 15,000 U.S. businesses and 500 banks.
Seven of those banks were in Spokane County, Washington,
and the wave of foreclosures there particularly threatened the family of Helga Estby,
a Norwegian immigrant who had recently moved there from Minnesota with her husband Ula and their eight children.
In the wake of the crash, demand had dried up for Ula's services as a carpenter,
and a horse accident had left him unable to do heavy physical work, so he couldn't develop the farm.
Even before the panic, the Esbys had fallen into a cycle of debt, taking out new loans to pay old ones.
With their income now diminished, they borrowed another $1,000 in July 1894 and were in
danger of losing the farm altogether when Helga learned of a unique opportunity. Many of the
details have been lost to us now, but it appears that a wealthy Eastern woman connected with the
fashion industry had offered $10,000 to the first woman who walked across the United States.
Newspapers of the time claimed that no unescorted woman had ever accomplished this.
It seems that the sponsor wanted to demonstrate women's physical endurance
in an era that still considered them frail and dependent.
Helga was 36 years old, and crossing 12 states on foot was a daunting prospect,
but the family were desperate, and Helga decided to try it,
walking with her eldest daughter, Clara, who was 18.
The sponsor sent
them a contract that laid out the terms. They could take with them only $5 a piece at departure.
They'd have to work to pay for their food, lodging, and other expenses. They were required to visit
state capitals along the way to meet political leaders and collect their signatures. And when
they reached Salt Lake City, they had to begin wearing a new outfit, a flannel costume with a
short skirt that fell several inches below the knee, designed to suit the bicycle craze of the 1890s. At that
time, women were still wearing full-length dresses or skirts that hid their ankles, a Victorian style
that hampered their movements, and it seems that the wager's sponsor wanted to promote a new garment
that allowed them more freedom. Under all these constraints, they would still have to reach New
York City in seven months.
To maximize their chances, Helga and Clara planned their trip carefully. To avoid getting lost,
they would follow railroad tracks from city to city, and at each destination they'd visit the
local newspaper office to tell their story in the hope that sympathetic readers might offer them
work such as sewing and cleaning. The mayor of Spokane agreed to give them a letter of introduction
to present along the way. They also planned to give talks about the journey and sell souvenir photographs of themselves,
and Helga planned to keep a diary so that she could write a book to increase their income.
Though she was doing this to save the farm, Helga faced enormous disapproval from her family and
friends, many of whom thought what she was doing was outrageous. Her neighbors in the little Norwegian
enclave of Micah Creek described her as a determined woman who achieved what she made up her mind to do.
But they considered this task impossible and actually immoral. A mother's place was in the
home taking care of her family and leaving them to go on an adventure, even to earn money,
was unseemly and irresponsible. But Helga could see no other solution to their troubles,
so on May 5, 1896, she and Clara set
out from the office of the Spokane Daily Chronicle, headed for the office of the New York World,
more than 3,000 miles away. They carried, among other things, two Smith & Wesson revolvers,
a map and compass, some medical supplies, a lantern, some photographs to sell, a curling iron,
and a gun that sprayed cayenne pepper to fend off highwaymen and wild
animals. Even with some food, their bundles weighed less than eight pounds each. The start was
inauspicious. They walked south for ten days through rain and sleet, a continuation of the
worst winter the Northwest had seen since 1882, and arrived in the Scandinavian town of La Crosse
Junction to find that the Norwegians there considered their project scandalous and refused them food or lodging. They took shelter that night in their wet dresses in
the cold waiting room of a railroad depot. But as they went on, their plan seemed to come into
its own. At each new town, they went to the newspaper office and presented a card that read
Mrs. H. Estby and Daughter, Pedestrians, Spokane to New York, and the publicity helped them sell
photographs and find work. The walking seemed to improve their health and, Helga said, gave them appetites like
bears. The greatest dangers they faced were bitter cold in the high passes of the Blue Mountains of
Oregon and a tramp who followed them for several days and finally accosted them near La Grande.
They protested, but he wouldn't leave them alone, and finally Helga had to shoot him in the leg with
her revolver.
From there, they passed into Idaho.
After 30 days on the road, they'd covered more than 450 miles through the wettest spring in 33 years. Their plan of following the rails served them well, and in fact, when they tried to make a shortcut,
they paid the price for it, spending three days lost in the Snake River lava beds without any food.
They were saved when they spotted the distant headlight of a Union Pacific train,
which led them back to the tracks, and they followed these diligently into Utah.
In Salt Lake City, Helga told a reporter that they hoped to stop for a week to rest up and earn some money.
She said, thus far we have had a pretty hard time.
The journey is not what it is cracked up to be,
and I can assure you that when the trip is over, I will never undertake such a trip again.
According to their agreement, they put on the bicycle skirts here and would wear them assure you that when the trip is over, I will never undertake such a trip again.
According to their agreement, they put on the bicycle skirts here and would wear them for the remainder of the trip. Because we don't know the sponsor's identity, we don't know her reason for
making this requirement, but there was a rational dress movement at the time that objected to the
confining and impractical clothing that prevented women from advancing their fortunes. One reformer
said, until woman is allowed to have ankles,
there is no hope for her brains. Did these costumes that they had to wear require corsets or allow them to dispense with corsets? I was actually wondering if they were
trying to walk all this distance while wearing a corset. That I don't know, but corsets were
considered irrational according to this movement. Sure. I don't think so today uh especially as women started to
practice medicine around now they were learning all the horrible things corsets could cause
damage to the liver displacement of organs atrophy of abdominal muscles and constriction of the chest
and ribs there are all kinds of deleterious health effects that no one was paying attention to yeah
i mean it's my understanding that women used to sometimes just pass out from lack of oxygen
right i mean so i was just wondering if they were trying to, I mean, it would be hard enough to walk wearing a very long
confining skirt, but I was wondering if they're trying to wear corsets too.
I hope not for their sake, but there are all kinds of reasons. I mean, again, we don't know
anything about the sponsor of this wager, but she could well have had that motive among others,
perhaps. From Utah, they passed into Wyoming, where a mountain lion as big as a man
followed them for 12 miles. Helga later told a reporter, being acquainted with the animal's
traits, we knew they never attacked from behind and never except by running and springing upon
a victim. We kept up a steady pace and kept the animal about 10 feet behind us. At night,
they lit a huge fire and stayed awake with guns in hand. Near Laramie, they had to walk across
the Union
Pacific's highest bridge, the Dale Creek Trestle, and they found that summer storms had washed away
bridges near the Laramie Mountains, so at one point they had to walk six miles through water
two feet deep before they could climb onto the opposite bank of a river. But as news of their
venture spread among railroad men, they began to find bottles of water left for them along the
tracks.
Their good health held out until Denver, when Clara fell on some rocks and sprained her ankle,
which cost them 10 days while she recuperated. That would turn out to be a fateful setback.
In Omaha, she also fell sick with food poisoning, and that cost them several more days,
but the contract made allowance for illness, so Helga revised their expected arrival date.
They crossed the Mississippi into Illinois and were approaching Chicago when they were accosted by hobos who followed them for three
quarters of a mile. Helga and Clara were forced to walk backward, pointing their revolvers at them,
and in the end, Clara shot them in the face with the pepper gun, and they begged for mercy. I would
like to pause to comment on the amazing effectiveness of this pepper gun. From what I understand, it was
a box of insect powder that they had filled instead with cayenne pepper. I don't know whether this
was their own idea or whether it was just something people did in 1896. They'd been
accosted by a highwayman in Colorado, and Clara had sprayed him with pepper and rolled him down a
hill, and she told a reporter that one spray of pepper was as good as a whole police force.
I guess that's good to know. Yeah, I suppose you could still do that
today. By the time they reached Chicago on November 7th, they had one dime left and their
clothes were in rags, but they earned money by modeling their bicycle skirts and made enough to
buy new outfits and shoes. Indiana and Ohio were cold, but relatively small and well populated
after the wide western states. In Canton, Ohio, they stopped to meet William McKinley, the nation's
new president-elect, but by now they were worried about the deadline, and so they hurried on, putting
in 38 miles in one day, trying to make up lost time. They crossed Pennsylvania without trouble,
and though bad directions in New Jersey took them 45 miles off course, they found their way again
and finally set foot on Manhattan Island shortly after one o'clock on December 23, 1896. They had traversed
3,500 miles in 7 months and 18 days and worn out 32 pairs of shoes. But it still wasn't clear
whether they'd won the wager. They had lost 10 days when Clara had sprained her ankle in Colorado,
but they'd made up 6 of those days. The question was whether the sponsor would allow them to count
the remaining 4 days as an illness. There seemed good reason to hope for this, but now somehow all their good fortune turned bad.
After only four hours in New York, they lost the pocketbook that contained all their money and most
of Helga's travel diary. And then on Christmas Eve, they learned that the sponsor refused to
honor the contract or even to pay them for a train ride home. Again, here we know basically
nothing about the sponsor, so we don't know if her reason
was that they had technically overshot the deadline, which is valid, or whether this
was considered so difficult.
Everyone but Helga seemed to think this was impossible, so it's possible the sponsor
had offered the wager without expecting that anyone would actually try it or fulfill it.
Nobody knows.
I guess we'll never find out.
That left them destitute and stranded in New York.
They moved to Brooklyn and managed to support themselves
through the winter and spring of 1897,
but they couldn't earn enough money to buy rail tickets back home.
At the time, women earned only about half as much as men for similar work.
And much worse news soon reached them.
Back on the farm, 15-year-old Berta and then 9-year-old Johnny came down with diphtheria.
Ula had been making barely enough to feed and clothe the children,
and Helga wasn't managing to send any funds from New York.
Ula moved the healthy children to a shed while he tended to the sick ones to prevent the spread of the illness.
But despite his best efforts, Berta died on April 6th and Johnny four days later.
When she heard of Berta's illness, Helga
pleaded for public assistance to help her get back home. She was turned down, but the New York
railroad titan Chauncey DePue learned of her case and gave her a free pass on his railroad line.
And before they left New York, it appears that she and Clara negotiated a deal with the wager
sponsor, by which they'd received $10,000 after they'd published a book about their adventure.
That might still have redeemed the trip, but in the end, Helga never wrote the book.
After a 13-month absence, she returned to Micah Creek to find herself shunned.
She had left her home, and now two of her children were dead.
Worse, the cause of Detheria wasn't understood,
and many felt that poor housekeeping was a contributing factor,
which again reflected badly on Helga.
And in deciding that she needed to make her journey in the first place, she had humiliated her husband by indicating
publicly that he was unable to provide for his family. In the face of all this, Helga didn't
write her book or give the illustrated lectures that she'd planned, and the walk became a taboo
topic among her family, who never forgave her for what had happened. With time, despite these hard
feelings, the family's circumstances began
to improve. The farm was foreclosed in 1901, but by that time the economy was improving.
The family moved to Spokane, where Ulla was able to find carpentry work, and he started a
contracting business with his son Arthur, and eventually built the family a fine two-story
home on Mallon Street. Clara went to business college and began a lifelong career in the
financial world, and Helga
became involved in the suffrage movement, attending meetings and marching in the city's demonstrations.
Willa died in 1913, and sometime after that, Helga began quietly to write her memoirs of the trip.
She covered hundreds of pages of yellow foolscap paper with her memories of the journey across
America, but it's a measure of the family's resentment that when Helga died in 1942,
her daughters burned the manuscript. With that, the story of Helga's journey was obliterated
almost entirely. It was rescued only because her daughter-in-law, Margaret, discovered a scrapbook
containing two long news articles that had been published in Minnesota as the women made their
way back home. Margaret saved these articles and passed them on to Helga's granddaughter, Thelma,
who said, I was amazed when I read the clippings because Grandma never once mentioned the trip.
If Margaret hadn't saved these, the story would have been lost forever.
Thelma's eighth-grade grandson eventually published an essay titled Grandma Walks from Coast to Coast for a Washington State History Day contest,
and it came to the notice of the writer Linda Lawrence Hunt, who then invested years in digging up the remaining available resources and finally published Helga's story in a 2003 book called Bold Spirit. Hunt
wrote, my hope is that Helga's story, once shrouded in silence, now can be linked with other voices
to contribute to a fuller American history and to contribute to a growing dialogue on the causes
and costs of silencing the story of a life. In his eighth grade essay, Helga's great-great-grandson
Doug Barr had written, I do not know if this story matters to others outside the family,
but no matter what adventures the future may bring for me, I know I can always count upon
the determination, courage, and talent that is part of my heritage. Zach Shepard, who thought I could likely manage his name without pronunciation tips,
and hopefully he was correct, sent us some follow-ups to a couple of older episodes.
I'm proud to say that, a year since I started listening regularly, I finally worked my way
through your full back catalog, at first going backwards in time until I hit all of your warnings
around the 150s to listen to the older episodes chronologically. This means, I hope, that I can
report two updates I found to some of your earlier stories without fear that they might have already
been covered at some point. And Zach's first update is to the story that we covered back in
December 2014 of how for decades a mysterious figure would appear each year at the grave of
Edgar Allan Poe in the early morning of January 19th, the date of Poe's birthday, to drink a toast
of cognac and leave behind three roses. The ritual ended after 2009
with no one knowing who the person had been or just why they'd done this. Zach said,
When you covered the Poe toaster in episode 37, the story ended on the uncertain note that the
new toaster was not quite living up to the original toaster's legacy. I followed up to
see if the toaster had reformed or not in the years since,
and I am sad to report the answer there is no. As this article from the Baltimore Sun notes,
Jeff Jerome, the former curator at the Poe House and the guardian of the toaster tradition,
said in 2011 that it was time to let the ritual die a noble death if the original practitioner did not return. However, as the article is actually announcing, the good news
is that the Maryland Historical Society had, at least as of 2016, organized a competition to find
a worthier inheritor to the title and reinstated the tradition. I can't find any coverage for the
years since then, though, so I'm unsure whether it was a one-off event or whether the tradition
is now ongoing once more. So that's an interesting update.
In Greg's story about this in episode 37, he has a quote from Jeff Jerome from 2013.
The real Poe Toaster didn't show up, but six imitators did.
Two of them almost bumped into each other and a third nearly impaled himself on the fence.
I think we should let the tradition die a dignified death.
impaled himself on the fence. I think we should let the tradition die a dignified death. If someone wants to pay tribute to Poe, they should come visit his grave during the daytime on his birthday,
or read one of his poems. And it seems like they kept something like that in mind when they tried
to resurrect the tradition in January 2016, rather than trying to strictly stick to the original
ritual. So the Poe Toaster of 2016 performed to an audience in the afternoon,
arriving after a dramatic reading of one of Poe's works, instead of in secret in the early morning
dark. He also played Danse Macabre on the violin, another change from the original ritual. But he
did toast the writer with cognac and leave the roses, and from the description in the article,
it all sounded rather appropriately dramatic for it being Poe.
That's a tricky thing to set up, I guess.
I mean, it's got to be something that someone could reliably do every year if it's going to be a proper tradition.
Yeah, and I guess that's what we don't know.
Because similar to Zach, I was also unable to find any newer articles than the one he'd sent from January 2016.
So if anyone lives in or near Baltimore and has a way to find out more about this,
whether they've kept this up or not,
please do let us know.
Zach also included a follow-up to the story
that we covered in December 2016
about a series of events in 1944
in the small town of Mattoon, Illinois,
where several people thought they had been assaulted
with some kind of gas in their bedrooms
by an unknown assailant.
Zach said,
Following up on your story in episode 132 about the Mad Gasser of Mattoon,
I was interested to hear a passing reference on No Such Thing as a Fish,
side note, thanks for name-checking them enough that I went and started listening to their show as well,
to a similar panic that gripped UK tourists in caravans, or RVs as we call them in the US,
in 2014 to 2015. It is fascinating how similar it is to the Mattoon story, given especially that I
assume that these UK tourists are mostly not listeners of your podcast and thus are unaware
of the identical fear that gripped some US town dwellers 70 years prior. It follows the same
pattern of a few reported and somewhat well-attested incidents,
police and press taking it very seriously, community panic, and dismissal is dubious by experts.
I found two articles of different panic levels about this at The Telegraph,
credulous this is happening, and BBC, one year later, now very dubious.
Both articles contain a response from the Royal College of Anesthetists
expressing strong doubts that this is even possible.
However, it nonetheless set off discussion and fear in the community,
which, thanks to the internet, we can all now see preserved forever,
discussing the stories as dubious, sincere this-happened-to-me warnings,
and fearful people seeking out sleeping gas detectors for their
vehicles. So yeah, the Telegraph article on this from September 2014 begins with the rather
dramatic sentence, British families visiting the continent are being warned to fit gas detectors
to their caravans after a new spate of attacks by gangs piping sleeping gas into their motorhomes,
and then recounts a story told by Hayley Kearns,
who reported that she and her family had been attacked overnight while traveling in France,
and had awakened groggily to find a window broken and their valuables gone.
Kearns told the Telegraph that the French police had told her
that Eastern European gangs were targeting vacationers,
and the article states that other British travelers have reported similar attacks
and tourists are being warned not to sleep in their caravans at French service stations.
Kearns reported waking up during the night and seeing a shadowy figure,
but she was unable to rouse her brother before succumbing again to sleep.
She then didn't remember anything until the morning when she and the others were completely out of it.
She also reported that her parents' dog uncharacteristically didn't remember anything until the morning when she and the others were completely out of it. She also reported that her parents' dog uncharacteristically didn't bark, which made
her believe that the assailants had gassed him too. And she was quoted as saying, we have to
have been knocked out. There was a tiny slit in the trailer tent, just big enough to put a pipe
through. The police said we were the second or third group to have been done at that service
station. And the group were moving slowly south from Paris.
The article mentions that other similar incidents had occurred recently
and that a manager of a motor caravan and camping center
reported that people were now installing gas detectors in their caravans.
As Zach noted, the Royal College of Anesthetists was not persuaded, though,
and issued a statement that said,
It is the view of the college that it would not be possible to render someone unconscious by blowing ether, chloroform, or any of the currently
used volatile anesthetic agents through the window of a motorhome without their knowledge, even if
they were sleeping at the time. The statement noted that the more common anesthetic agents
would require very large amounts to be sprayed into a room and would need to be delivered
in tanker loads of carrier gas by a large compressor. They stated that less common drugs
that might work in lower concentrations are few in number and difficult to obtain and would be too
expensive for the average thief to use. That's remarkably similar. He's right to the Mattoon
story, which was, as I remember,
fanned very much
by irresponsible press
who sort of took it all seriously.
And then experts weighed in
and said,
this can't possibly be true.
I remember thinking
about that one too,
as a,
why would anybody do this
in the first place?
Because I don't think anyone
is claiming to have been robbed
or, you know.
Yeah,
in Mattoon they weren't.
In this case,
they,
they were.
In this case,
it's,
the supposed gassings
were followed by robberies. So there's some motive. So there was, they were. In this case, the supposed gassings were followed by
robberies. So there's some motive. So there was actually some motive. But yeah, but the experts
were extremely dubious and thought it just was almost entirely impossible for this to actually
be happening. And then in August 2015, a BBC article questioned, are French burglars really using gas? And recounted
the claim that burglars had pumped gas into Formula One driver Jenson Button's home on the
French Riviera in order to put Button, his wife, and some friends to sleep while they stole 300,000
pounds or $464,000 worth of jewelry. Apparently, over the previous 15 years or so, there had been
various other claims by celebrities or wealthy years or so, there had been various other claims
by celebrities or wealthy individuals in France that they had been knocked out by gas while their
homes were burglarized. The article quotes an operations director for a home security firm
that sounds rather confident that these attacks have been occurring using what he termed anesthetic
based gas that he suggests would be introduced into the house through air conditioning intake
vents. And I should note that someone who runs a home security business might have a little bias
in wanting the public to believe that the security of their homes might be in question.
The article then quotes a former burglar turned home security consultant who says that using gas
in a house would be highly unusual, but he then claims it's much more commonly used in caravans and motorhomes,
especially in France and targeting British tourists. A few stories are given of British
tourists who were robbed in their motorhomes while being groggy and unable to wake up,
and the Royal College of Anesthetists again weighs in with their skepticism.
And if they were skeptical about gassing people in a motorhome, they are even more skeptical about
thieves being able to pump in
the massive amounts of anesthetic gas that would be required to knock out a house full of people.
So what are we to make of all this? As in the events in Mattoon, there are people who appear
to believe that this has actually happened to them. And these reports have started from even before the articles from 2014 and 2015,
as I was able to find a newspaper article from 2007 about British vacationers claiming they had
been gassed and then robbed in their camper van while in France. And the article cites a
spokesperson for the UK Foreign and Commonwealth Office as saying that the office had received
reports of other similar incidents and had issued advice about it on its website.
The spokesperson is quoted as saying,
this isn't a new type of incident.
We've had calls about this in the past and we warn against this type of crime.
And the BBC article refers to cases reported in homes in France going back to about 2000.
So these reports have been circulating for some time now.
And overall, I guess it's hard to say with any certainty what really has been happening
in these cases.
But I would tend to imagine that the Royal College of Anesthetists would have a somewhat
better idea of what realistically is or isn't possible than the average layperson might.
Yeah, yeah.
I guess, too, social media probably exacerbates this kind of hysteria.
I hadn't thought about that.
Yeah, because that really can spread it much more.
That wasn't a factor in that too.
Sure.
Thanks so much to everyone who writes to us.
We really appreciate getting your updates, comments, and feedback.
So if you have any of those that you'd like to send to us,
please send them to podcast at futilitycloset.com.
And if your name is any harder than Zach's to say correctly,
please do me a favor and tell me how you would like it said.
It's Greg's turn to try to solve a lateral thinking puzzle. I'm going to give him a strange
sounding situation, and he has to try to work out what's going on, asking yes or no questions.
This puzzle comes from Colin Summers.
A woman puts some work equipment onto the local train to deliver it to a co-worker at another
job site. While the train is reportedly one of the fastest ever built, it takes the equipment
over an hour to arrive. The train left on time, made no other stops, and had only a relatively short distance to travel. What is going on?
Where to start with that?
Okay, that sounded carefully worded.
This piece of work equipment takes an hour to reach its destination.
Yes.
Does it take the train that long?
What a ridiculous question.
Yes.
Well, no, because, I mean, I don't know.
All right, so if a train takes a relatively long time to travel a relatively short distance, then its average speed is low.
Is that fair to say?
It's traveling slowly?
Right.
But the train is one of the fastest ever built.
Well, it's capable of high speeds, but it sounds like it's just traveling slowly.
Is that right?
I'd have to say no to that whole sentence.
Okay.
By train, do you mean a conventional train?
I'm thinking it was a train that runs on tracks on the ground.
Give me one easy question.
No.
You asked a whole lot of things all in one question.
All right.
You're putting too many phrases into your sentences.
Is this what...
Is it the train that runs on tracks along the surface of the earth?
No.
It's not a roller coaster, is it? Correct. It is not a roller coaster. it correct it is not a roller coaster that would be a very strange
puzzle but it's a train of some sort does it go underground no does it so it's not on surface
does it go above does it go into the air in some way it's not on the surface of the earth correct
is it in the air you look so cagey about everything I'm asking.
Are we in space now?
Yes.
A train in space?
Yes.
So the woman is an astronaut?
Yes.
On another, on the moon?
No.
On another planet?
No.
Is this fictional?
Did this really happen?
It's based on a real thing.
I mean, not like a real specific incident, but on a real thing that exists.
Yes.
Okay.
So, so there's a woman on another planet?
No.
So she's just in space?
No.
She's on an asteroid.
Yeah.
No, no.
I mean, you would say she's in space, but I mean, she's not like floating in space.
Right.
But if she...
Because she'd probably be dead, right?
If she were doing that?
Okay. I'm going to abandon that whole line of question.
Okay, there's an astronaut.
Yes.
Who wants to send a piece of work equipment to another, I guess, another astronaut.
Yes.
Along, on or aboard what's called a train.
Yeah.
That will convey it from one point to the other.
That runs on a track, yes.
And it normally runs quite fast.
Say it from one point to the other.
That runs on a track, yes.
And it normally runs quite fast.
Well, it's one of the fastest ever built,
but it takes it a relatively long time to travel a short distance.
And that's the crux.
Can you make sense out of those statements?
The train is one of the fastest ever built.
Yes.
But it takes it a relatively long time. To travel a short distance, yes.
Are we talking this distance that it travels, is it vertical?
I mean, are we talking about actually getting out of it?
No.
No, that's a good thought.
Out of gravity.
Right, that's not it.
That's not the key to it.
So do I need to know more about the surroundings then immediately?
I'll tell you, they're on the International Space Station,
if that helps you.
Okay.
So we're narrowing it down from all of outer space.
So this train is carrying something from one part of the station to another?
Yes.
One of the fastest ever built, but it takes a long time to accomplish that.
Yes.
And how can you make sense out of that sentence?
Okay.
Is it traveling at this high speed?
Is the train traveling at its maximum speed while it's conveying this piece of equipment?
Let's say yes.
Yeah, so we can say that?
Like the whole length of the distance between the two astronauts?
Yes.
And yet it takes a long time?
Is it?
Yes.
Okay, that is a good puzzle.
And this has nothing to do with relativity or anything like that?
That's correct.
Oh, does this have to do with time zones?
No.
Relatively long.
All right, so let's just follow her through it.
If she puts this piece of, would it help me to know what the piece of equipment is?
She puts that, she's at one end of the.
She's at one spot, and she's trying to send something to somebody at another spot.
So she puts the equipment on this train, let's keep calling it a train, and starts it going
toward the other astronaut.
Yes.
And it does that.
Yes.
At a high speed, we said.
At one of the high speeds of which it's capable.
No?
I'm having trouble answering these.
All right.
Skip the velocity then.
So she sends it going toward the other astronaut.
Yes.
And it goes the whole distance it has to go and arrives at the other astronaut.
Yes.
She does whatever she needs to do with it.
But that takes a long time.
Yes.
Is the train traveling at the same speed during its whole course?
Yes.
Let's say it is.
So if it takes a long time
I can come back to this again
if it takes a long time
that means its average speed is
you'd have to say
slow
slow
yes
yes
I will tell you that
that NASA has called this
both the slowest
and fastest train
in the universe
when you say fast
do you mean relative
to the earth below
yes
because the
the station itself
is moving so fast.
Yes, that's exactly it.
Okay.
So Colin says, the two are astronauts on the International Space Station.
The train is the mobile transporter on the ISS.
The MT moves at a top speed of one inch per second and transports cargo on the outside of the station.
But as the space station is orbiting the Earth at 17,500 miles per hour, that makes it both the fastest and slowest train in the
universe. And NASA has called it that, the slowest and fastest train in the universe.
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since Sharon always seems to ask if the puzzle takes place on Earth, this could have been over
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