Wednesday, August 31, 2016
Here's some photos I took today during a hike that did double duty -- checking out the trail I volunteered to care for, and checking out the joints of the carcass I committed to climb The Priest on Sunday. All checks went well.
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Tuesday, August 30, 2016
Appalachian Trail -- Tye River to Catawba
I plan to return September 17, assuming I don't dally too long at the Flying Mouse Brewery.
Sunday, August 21, 2016
Saturday, August 20, 2016
Thursday, August 18, 2016
Saturday, August 13, 2016
Seventeen meteors this morning, considerably less than the uncounted hundreds Friday. Only one memorable, a solitary streak over a quarter arc of the night sky, fortunately a section free of obscuring clouds. Speed and contrail were different enough that it might have been reentering spacecraft hardware, but it did appear to come from the Perseid radiant.
The rest of the weekend visitors have descended on the camground, prowling the access roads in their grumbling giants in search of a place to roost. Time to leave.
After a few days to clean up and replenish supplies, I will be on the road again for a family gathering in Norfolk. Then, the monthly trail repair crew weekend; next, about three weeks on the AT heading for McAfee Knob. Life is busy and good.
Friday, August 12, 2016
Out of the tent at 1 am, after an evening's rest disturbed by late aŕrivals pulling into the campground ... to greet clear skies full of stars and the first of many meteors. My count was up to four by the time I met Barbara and John for the short drive over the the Meadows.
Many people there, some with cameras,, some with night vision-preserving red lights. By the time we chose a place to set out our chairs for the evening show, I had lost count of the shooting stars!
So many stars! With some difficulty, we picked out the constellations from all the points of light to orient our view -- Ursa Major, pointing to the Pole Star on the Little Bear's tail, Cassiopeia marking the location of the center of the Milky Way, and there -- Perseus, and the Perseid radiant center of the particle storm intent on breaching Terra's defensive shield.
The large meteors with lingering, wide tracks were almost as common as the narrow lines drawn quickly across star-dusted black. For the largest, there appeared to be a spindle shape for the trail -- growing as the rock heated to incadescence in the defending atmosphere, fading as it was consumed.
One outlier was blue-white. Another, orange-tinted, had an initially spotted trail. Most extraordinary, a track seen nearly end-on, seeming to descend with an increasing wobble.
After a few hours, we surrendered to the cold, packed up our blankets and chairs, and threaded our way carefully past hardier fellow stargeeks with our heads full of beauty and the prospect of sleeping bags. Also, breakfast in a few hours.
Each one of hundreds visible to us in spite of the flares of car headlights from Skyline Drives, arriving and gone in a instant of glory, a message from deep space.
Both comfort and challenge; we are not alone in the universe.
Thursday, August 11, 2016
Tuesday, August 9, 2016
Her story is a good reminder of the power we all can find in choosing a path and following it with determination.
Anyhow. I plan to be out there again from August 11 to August 13, and again from September 3 to September 15. Come on out when you can, can't be sure how long it's going to last or how many more years each of us has to be physically able to enjoy it!
Saturday, August 6, 2016
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