
I have always been in love with the night sky, full of mysterious beauty and grand spectacle. Even as a child I could lose myself among the stars and in the silent serenity of the cosmos I would often hear the voice of the muse. I especially loved meteor showers and felt that I was being treated to a behind the scenes view of the hand of the Great Architect of The Universe at work. I always catch the show when I can and look forward to the annual events-- the leonids, the Persieds, and the Geminids.
Viewing the Geminid meteor shower this morning was much more successful than yesterday's attempt. I set up my viewing are in advance, made sure I had everything I needed to be comfortable and that I was facing the right direction. I was prepared with a comfy chair, a couple of fuzzy blankets, a latern, flashlight, heating pad and Diet Coke. I wore two jackets with hoods, gloves and two wool hats. Not that I needed most of that gear. It was cool outside but not cold and the winds were calm.
I had a star finder with me so I could locate the appropriate swatch of night sky. The constellation Gemini was to my Northeast, but once I settled in it seemed that most of the meteors were coming from a more Easterly direction. The first two fell before I even got seated. I turned a bit to the East, where the radiant seemed to be, but meteors came from every direction in every part of the sky.
What a spectacular show! Some were brief, brilliant streaks lasting only a spit second. Some blazed through the heavens almost to the horizon. Some flew a straight trajectory while others wriggled like snakes across the dark sky. A couple made strange arcs or skipped like stones on a pond and a few left sparkling trails that hung for seconds in the air before fading away. I stopped counting at twenty. I'd guess that in the two hours I was out there I saw maybe twice that.
I had plenty of company too. I did not realize that cats were such avid astronomers, but at least half a dozen piled onto me pawing and purring. I'm sure it had nothing to do with my blankets or my heating pad. I'm not complaining mind you. Cats are warm and make great earmuffs. We weren't the only ones up late either. At about ten until two we heard two large packs of coyotes yipping and howling, calling to each other. They were very close by.
By about 2:30 I was cold, starting to get stiff, and the shower seemed to be slacking like popcorn on its last thirty seconds in the microwave. My warm bed beckoned and my eyelids were getting heavy so I gathered up my gear and headed inside. I paused at the front door and asked aloud, "One for the road?" and then as if on cue, a shooting star streaked over the house. I smiled and went inside.
The Geminid showers continue tonight. I've invited Victoria Rose to take in the encore with me. Just after midnight is about the best time to view and plan to spend half an hour or more for good results. At least in the meteor shower department, things are looking up!