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Observing Notes - The Perseids
Don Surles
Back in late June, I reluctantly agreed to do a Perseid program for
the Audubon Society Pickering Creek facility (close to Easton, MD). Experience
has taught me not to go to rivers, bays, swamps, and bayous to watch anything
in the sky during the months of July and August. This week's experience
seemed to say, "Dumb Axx, haven't you learned YET?".
I spent the better part of Thursday afternoon loading my pickup
for a night of meteor watching and some stargazing and a slide presentation
just in case the sky didn't cooperate with the first two activities. I
took the 17.5" Odyssey, a ladder, pillows, sleeping bags (I coerced Karen
into going so she could keep me awake...ha!). Coolers, cameras, tripods,
eyepiece case, a small gas grill, large cooler with the food, slide projector,
screen, slides...folks, I could barely close the lid when all that stuff
was finally in the truck. And I had lost about a gallon of fluid thru perspiration,
remember it was 95F with high humidity.
The drive to Pickering Creek was pleasant; we enjoyed Talbot County
scenery and especially the last few miles. There are some fine haciendas
in this area.
When we finally arrived at the PC site we were directed to drive
to the end of the road...500 holes in the 1 mile road...that's where the
creek is. The meteor watching would be done from the dock that juts out
into the creek. And I thought..."Mosquito Bait"!
There were only four of the supposedly ten "interested" Star Gazers
brave enuf to make the trip. So the four of us had our hamburgers and hot
dogs in the shade of some very old trees behind the spooky old house nearest
the creek.
This was also the location where I set up the slide show...kinda
picturesque if I do say so. There were approximately 15 people in attendance.
Most of them enjoyed the slides and information about our universe that
I could remember. All of them enjoyed the aurora slides.
Then it was time to face the sky and the inevitable muck associated
with "hazy, hot, and humid" near bodies of water in the summertime. Pickering
Creek is probably 1/4 - 1/2 mile wide at this spot, the pier jutted out
about 150 feet and had a large area at the end that was obviously made
for sky watching by some forward thinking boat enthusiast. In this case
it was muck watching. But, honestly, there were no mosquitoes! Actually
it was quite pleasant sitting on the dock, listening to the jumping fish,
and straining the He77 out of my eyes just to see the summer triangle.
Most of the folks were disappointed that the sky wasn't ablaze with
meteors and had left by 11:00 pm. They were the wise ones in this case.
The four diehard Gazers hung around telling lies and hoping for clear skies
until midnight. By then the summer triangle had hidden behind the muck
and we decided to exit the premises.
My intention was to stay awake until we could find a greasy spoon
truck stop for some coffee and lite breakfast...the truckstop on 301N close
to Tuckahoe was our first opportunity and Karen and I sampled their selection
of fine foods. Then we had another hour of driving during that sleepy time
from 1:30-2:30 AM. But we made it home safely and after a few hours of
sleep I went outside to unload my loaded pickup and put things back in
their place. This took another 2-3 hours of unpacking and putting away
(into my garage, basement, trailer, and the other garage...). Then there
was the matter of removing Pickering Creek mud from my normally clean wheels
- so I just gave the truck a complete bath.
Did I mention we did not see a Perseid?
A Report from the Globe Trotter-
On August 11/12 I spread across my bed aboard the Amtrak train California
Zephyr heading for California. I turned all the lights out in my room,
lay across the cozy bed and gazed skyward. As darkness fell on the evening
of August 11th the California Zephyr pulled out of Salt Lake City, Utah.
The light pollution was terrible but in a few hours I was in the most desolate
place you can imagine, somewhere in the state of Nevada. There were NO
light domes anywhere. The train was snaking its way around tall hills and
valleys. The Milky Way could be seen brilliantly, despite the slightly
tinted window on my train car. This has got to be the most comfortable
way I have ever observed the night sky. In fact, as suddenly as I saw the
first Perseid I fell asleep. Oh no! I awakened early the next morning to
catch one more. Imagine, falling asleep under such a magnificent sky.
Kent Blackwell - Somewhere on the rails of Amtrak in Western USA |
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