As I drove up the winding road to Devastated Area, I idly mused upon the subtle beauty of TAC as I contemplated the El Nino weather patterns. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 21 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 21 in Canes Venatici. It would be easy to confuse with lumpy darkness.
After a short break to warm up in the car, I had a chance to see B 614. It reminded me of the face of God. Next, I checked off IC 3006 in Draco. It appeared at low power like Gollum. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I located B 391 in Ursa Minor. It was a dead ringer for a Black Rider hunting for Frodo. Then, I found B 635. It was better than cotton candy. Then, for a real challenge, I observed B 460. It was better than the invisible man. With that checked off my list, I accidentally located M 87. It reminded me of a spider. Next, I went for B 101. It appeared to be a whale spouting. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I found by accident IC 2489. It was better than a swarm of bees. Next, I tried for B 514. It looked exactly like dandruff on black satin pajamas.
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 stale peeps.