You can accuse me of not updating the blog regularly, but no court is really going to hold that accusation up, so HA! Anyway, we'd gone to a village called Pusane for a star party (Go here, if you want to know what a star party is). We set up our telescopes (shop?) on the outskirts of the village to eliminate the modest street lighting.
Oh wonder of wonders! What a sky we saw that night. I, a veteran (not really, but it sounds cool) of three star parties, well past the jaw drop factor that accompanies a fabulous sky, still ended up looking up to the heavens with a sagging jaw. Apologies to you, since it seems the camera shook just a little, but have a look anyway:
Then of course, there was the tea. We were the organisers (again, not really, but it sounds cool to use big important sounding words), so we had to ensure that everybody else got tea. Someone conveniently forgot to bring fuel for the stove, and we were left to make do with this:
Ah well, you can't have it all. And as Darth Sidious (once, famously) said, 'Do what must be done. Do not hesitate, show no mercy'. Forty-five minutes, a few burnt maths assignments, lots of burnt hay (we burned hay when the sun didn't shine), some unburnt wood later, we actually had palatable tea. The whole process was rather complicated, but head over here, if you still want the gory details.
On our way back, I encountered what has to be one of the best sunrises I've seen in a long long time. Does this substantiate my claim?
It was fun, and you can contact me (only through the force, lower forms of communication not entertained) if you want to join us the next time we go.