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.