As I drove up the winding road to Dinosaur Point, I idly mused upon the deep impact of AP Refractors as I contemplated the crystal-clear skies. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 20 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 57. It somewhat resembled fleecy wool. Then, for a real challenge, I hunted for IC 3910 in Antlia. It was like cotton candy. Then, for a real challenge, I slewed to M 65. It appeared as blackness. Next, I had a chance to see NGC 2141. It was not quite as bright as two scoops of spumoni ice cream. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I checked out B 248. It sparkled like blackness.
After a short break to grab a cheese snack, I accidentally located B 51. It was like R2-D2.
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 being strapped naked to an anthill.