My observing report

As I drove up the winding road to the middle of nowhere, I idly mused upon the insignificance of television as I contemplated the night's aurora display. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 24 telescopes set up.

I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 49. It somewhat resembled the eternal nothingness of being. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I went for NGC 1423 in Ursa Major. It appeared at low power like smoke signals from a rampaging Iroquois band. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I jumped to IC 3907 in an unknown constellation that looked like a toaster. It looked uncannily like a hamburger. (Hmm, it had been a while since dinner). Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I sought NGC 5279 in Scutum. It took me back to the first time I saw cream being swirled into hot coffee. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I star-hopped to IC 1994. It seemed almost an edge-on barred spiral with a sharp dust lane. Next, I observed Abell 65. It was like Smokey the Bear. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I showed some guests B 320. It took me back to the first time I saw cream being swirled into hot coffee. Then, for a real challenge, I added to my logbook NGC 5027 in Perseus. It was a blurry likeness of a Black Rider hunting for Frodo. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I went for M 19. It appeared in the eyepiece like the invisible man.

Finally, it was time to pack up and leave. As I drove home, I contemplated the events of the night, and realized that any night out under the sky with good friends is better than a poke in the eye with a frozen dishrag.


    ...Akkana (with help from David North, Jane Houston Jones, and Bill Arnett) .

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