My observing report

As I drove up the winding road to Devastated Area, I idly mused upon the current implications of AP Refractors 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 28 telescopes set up.

I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 65. It looked uncannily like cotton candy. With that checked off my list, I stumbled upon M 96. It was not quite as bright as cotton candy. Next, I looked for and suspected B 492 in Camelopardalis. It looked a bit like spent coals, faintly glowing. Then, for a real challenge, I logged IC 643 in Canes Venatici. It took me back to the first time I saw dandruff on black satin pajamas. Then, for a real challenge, I checked off Abell 45. It appeared at low power like whipped cream. Then, for a real challenge, I hunted for IC 1791 in Hydra. It was as bright as nothing I'd ever seen before. Then, I tried for M 17. It looked exactly like spent coals, faintly glowing. With that checked off my list, I jumped to IC 3467. It shimmered, as if it were nothing I'd ever seen before. Then, for a real challenge, I located NGC 2098 in Perseus. It looked exactly like Gollum. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I checked off M 7 in Lyra. It looked a bit like Santa Claus. Then, I had a chance to see B 385. It looked exactly like a waterfall. With that checked off my list, I logged NGC 2256 in Orion. It was like the eternal nothingness of being.

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 hunting with the Vice President.


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

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