For those that don't know, LASS decided to visit Ft Griffin and its rather dark sky environment during the weekend of Dec. 18/19 instead of meeting at the regular LASS site. Most of the gang arrived by dark on Friday and were set up and ready to observe when the sun ducked below the horizon. What we hadn't bargained for was the very high humidity and the high level clouds. Seeing varied all evening between nothing to marginally good and all points in between. We had expected cold weather and that part of the weather forecast held true to expectations. There was one guy from Abilene and one from Dallas that joined us for the evening.
As the time wore on there would be short expanses of time looking thru the scopes and times where there wasn't anything to do except talk about what we had seen or expected to see. Lucy had gone with me and we were going to meet our daughter around 10PM at the front gate so Lucy could go on to Lubbock with her. As it turned out, Lucy and I finally drove into Albany to get some hot coffee and we met them there. After the transfer I made it back to Ft G and got ready to do some serious observing. I had 20 targets that were all above 9.5 magnitude so I knew I had my work cut out for me. I had my Christmas present--a new Orion 12 inch Intelliscope, all ready for its initial exposure to the wonders of the night sky. But the weather wasn't cooperating and I was getting cold so after a few minor targets I crawled into my sleeping bed and tried to go to sleep. The body was willing but the temperature sensors on my skin just couldn't get it together so I finally got up about 4:30AM just to see what was going on. Everyone had given and gone to bed up but the sky was as clear as I have seen it in a few months. I stepped over to my planning table and when I touched anything the dew just pooled and ran off. I knew it was useless so I got back into my sleeping bag. I guess I catnapped until about 6:30 and finally got up. I made a lot of noise but I couldn't stir a single soul so I drove to Throckmorton for breakfast. Found a real good place ( I was the only one there that didn't have on hunters camouflage clothing so that should tell you something about the area).
By the time I arrive back at the site some of the guys were stirring and after a little small talk most of them scurried off to eat. We all spent a beautiful afternoon either planning for the evening or just visiting. I got what I thought was my evening act together and was ready to go when darkness arrived. But darkness wasn't the only thing that arrive that evening. If you thought it was cold the night before then you were really out in the cold so to speak. I know that our northern and Canadian friends would have been out in their shirtsleeves but I had on long johns, two coats, heavy gloves and headgear and I thought I was going to freeze. Maybe I was a little under the weather or something because most of the gang managed to handle the situation better that I did. With Ben's assistance I finally located the "blinking nebula" in the northern cross but then most of the other things I had lined up to observe next fell directly overhead and I just can't point my Dob straight up and do anything with it. It's kinda a physical thing with me---I just can't bend over, turn my head straight up and look thru the finders without a lot of discomfort. I put those targets aside and moved on toward some things in Celtus but I was having a hard time seeing the guide stars I needed. Ben and I did a little evaluation on star magnitudes using various stars in the great square. About the best I could manage was a 5 and possibly a 4.5 if I used averted vision. Losing the ability to see some of the reasonably dim stars sure is a blow to ones ability to find anything in the deep sky. I will be the first to admit that I am a little out of practice so maybe time will help me get back to where I was before.
By this time I was cold beyond comfort so I just bundled up and got into the bedroll again. Maybe I wasn't feeling so good---I don't really know--- even tho I felt warm, I shivered all night long and woke up every 15/20 minutes. When I finally rolled out at 7AM, the temp reading on Ben's table top thermometer was in the vicinity of 22 and the one in my truck showed 28. Frost was on everything as I loaded and by the time I got ready to go I couldn't feel the ends of my fingers. Strangely enough, 10 minutes down to road toward Albany the reading was 40 and it went upward from there.
I officially ended my two night stand with a hot breakfast at the L&L family restaurant in Breckenridge about 9AM. My fingers weren't completely back to normal and a hot coffee mug felt good to them. A warm bed at home was a great feeling too.
I think that from now on I will confine my all night outings to that time of the year when the temperature is reasonable and the sleeping conditions are better. Right now, nothing looks better than my own backyard.
