Now, would I do it again? Maybe, but hold on to your telescope. There was way too much traffic to get into the park, even at 2:00 am. And escaping the headlights of passing cars? Easier said than done. Back in the day, during the Geminid meteor shower, I could've counted the cars on one hand. Now? It's like a stellar rush hour. The light pollution from the nearby towns is also worse than it used to be.
But fear not, I found a semi-secret spot in JT without needing a spaceship to get there. It was just me, a handful of fellow starry-eyed folks, and the occasional jackrabbit trying to join the meteor party. Sadly, I had to abandon my dreams of light painting out of respect for my fellow stargazers. Sacrifices were made, my friends. I set my camera up on a tripod and used the intervalometer to continuously shoot for the time I was there. After that, I just sat back, drank wine, and enjoyed the show.
Here's the deal: let's talk about light pollution, shall we? I want you to enjoy the stars, not a glare festival. So, be a star and join the fight against light pollution. Let's all take a cosmic vow to reduce light pollution. It's time to let the stars have their moment in the spotlight (or, you know, the lack of it). Turn off unnecessary lights, shield those pesky bulbs, and let the universe sparkle without interference. Let's keep it stellar, my friends!
#SaveTheStarryNight
