Last night was perfectly cloudless, albeit chilly (lows dropped well into the 30s). So why not?
Our youngest teen and I ventured out after 2 a.m., driving about 25 minutes south of our home in southwest Arlington, to a more rural area away from some of the bright lights. Our plan (hope) was to see meteors, on the peak night of the Quadrantids shower, and we were going at what was supposed to be the optimal time. And these particles from Asteroid 2003 EH1 aren’t just garden-variety meteors — they’re fireballs! And who doesn’t want to see fireballs, even if just with the naked eye, when the potential is for over 100 an hour at the shower’s high point?
Our family has never made special efforts to get up in the middle of the night to see celestial events, but when I read about this one near the end of my editing shift Friday at The Dallas Morning News, thanks to my colleague Jesus A. Jiménez‘s timely story, I texted Kay and asked if we could try. When I got home about 9:30, it was confirmed that we would. (But when our alarms went off, Kay decided to stay in bed. Our son Will had already decided he wasn’t going.)
Alas, after almost 45 minutes of craning our necks at the northeastern sky, watching around the area of the Big Dipper as the experts instructed, Lindsay and I had seen nothing resembling a meteor. Lots and lots and lots of magnificent stars, but no flashes darting across the darkness (there was that plane that flew under the Dipper … 😉). We were off an isolated farm-to-market road near a cemetery, and I was determined to see meteors. But as with fishing and board games that never end, our kids have always had little patience for such things.
On the way home, I said, “The stories I read online said you should stay out there for at least an hour, just in case it’s too early. Wasn’t it cool just to stand there and stare up at the vastness of space? And that’s just a tiny fraction of it.” The response: “Yeah, but I don’t have enough patience to stare at it for an hour.”
When we got home and she’d gone inside, I looked up from our driveway and there was the Big Dipper. I stood there looking around it for about 20 minutes, blocking out the streetlight with my right hand. Once I thought I saw something streak by out of the corner of my eye and I said aloud, “Did I just see one?” I convinced myself it had been a reflection of the streetlight off my glasses. A couple other times I thought I saw something off to the side, but again, I’m pretty certain it was wishful thinking.
I finally gave up and went inside at 4 a.m., discouraged I’d seen nary a meteor in what was advertised as a grand shower you don’t want to miss. I figure we were looking too high in the sky, but when we looked lower on the horizon, there was probably too much light pollution to see any meteors that might have been zipping past. Maybe if I’d stayed out longer, I’d have been able to see a few higher in the heavens?
Do any of you amateur astronomy buffs have meteor-gazing experience you can share? I’m sure next time, we’ll need to drive a ways and *really* get away from the city. It probably didn’t help that the shower was in the northeastern sky, which required looking toward Dallas, which just happens to have a few lights around it. North America won’t have good views of this particular shower for another eight years, according to Jesus’ reporting.
Even though the peak has already passed, I was thinking I might try again after work tonight if it’s going to be clear. But probably not.
Maybe I’ll wait for the next shower. I’ll be on a meteor mission. Or maybe I’m better off just going on a meatier mission?
Or I could just stick to actual showers, like the “meteor” in this meme. Since I know how those work. And there’s no patience involved. 😀
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My husband and I went out camping in the middle of nowhere to try to see what was meant to be a once in a lifetime meteor shower. He insists he saw one or two. I saw nothing. It was beautiful out there, but I ended up with a crick in my neck and froze my buns off sleeping on the ground. I’m glad I gave it a shot though.
Hi, Holly! I’m so sorry I haven’t had a chance to respond, and I really am waaay behind in reading your blog lately! Life has just been so busy. I hope to catch up soon with a binge-reading session! 🙂 How funny to hear that you had a similar meteor shower experience — except that y’all went all out and went camping away from the city lights and everything! My daughter and I were just standing next to the car, and I’m sure we were just not far enough out of town to really see anything. I did talk to a couple other folks who said they didn’t see anything either, and heard that even in West Texas (where the skies are great for star-gazing and stuff), the shower was a dud. So I guess it wasn’t just us. Hopefully there’ll be another shower later for us to try again …. if I can drag my daughter out again in the middle of the night! Thanks so much for reading my blog. I will try to do better about reading yours … it’s about the only one I’ve even had time to read, so you’re a lucky one! 🙂 Take care.
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