13 Aug
2015
13 Aug
'15
9:48 a.m.
From my light polluted back yard down in Lindon, with fair-poor seeing, I counted 8 between 11:30 and 12:40 last night (when I wasn't looking through my scope), one of which streaked through the eyepiece while hunting M33 in the 90mm in last night's soup (I found it, barely). It was nice to be out alone, in the quiet with the crickets, and the stars overhead. /R