The incredibly awesome, super-duper sky. Where on clear nights, you can see the Milky Way, and oh, yeah, nifty things like a lunar eclipse. Now I know why eclipses freaked our ancestors out. A nice copper-amber shade crept across the moon, little by little. Coyotes howled, and the wind rose, then fell into an eerie silence just as the moon was obscured. You have to freeze your butt off to see it, but hey, good things come to those who can operate a camera with wool mittens on.
Right?
Of course, it took me about as long to find my tripod, drive towards Montana to a dark spot, and set up as it did for the eclipse to reach this phase.
According to my old reliable copy of CyberSky, the dot in the lower left is Saturn, the one on the right is Regulus. After paying homage to my old friend, Orion, and refilling my awe-o-meter on the Milky Way, I fled back to town and the warmth of indoors.
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