Witt’s End

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Last night was one of those nights when anyone with any sense was in some air-conditioned space, not outside doing astro photography. So, for those of us without any sense, me and one of my skunk friends, it was time to sweat the small stuff—like stars. Plus, there was that strange scratching sound coming from a nearby house that gave me a chill. Turned out to be a neighbor raking his drive. (Yeah, 10:30, 86 degrees and he’s raking who-knows-what off his drive.)
So, I’m approaching panic mode as I prepare for a couple big astronomy gigs coming up. I have to take advantage of any relatively clear night to experiment and get comfortable with some new gear. Two of last night’s experiments were near failures. I sensed that, so for kicks, before I wrapped things up, I decided to take a quick shot at one of the prettier nebulae out there, M27.
(Here comes the preview promised in the headline.) M27 is a planetary nebula, located 1,200 to 1,300 light years out there—give or take a few million miles. It’s called a “planetary” nebula, however, it has nothing to do with the planets. The name is an artifact of how these things looked to the ancients through their cheap-o low-powered telescopes back in the day—which was around 1700. In astro terms it’s a youngster, 3,000 to 4,000 years old. And the preview part is, it was created when an aging star (like our sun—we have something to look forward to in 5 billion years) ran out of fuel, and blasted off its outer layer into space. The star then collapsed into what’s known as a dense white dwarf. The expanding cloud of expelled gas and dust still glows due to ultraviolet radiation from that central white dwarf. Just look at the intricate knots of gas and dust! Exciting! And this baby is not small. In our galaxy it would cover the distance from the Sun to Pluto (about 3.7 billion miles).
I made this shot with the SeeStar S30 scope in about 25 minutes. In astro photography time that’s less than a blink. In Earth-bound time, it’s about as long as it takes my skunk friend to sniff around me, then cross the road.

Only got the camera out of the bag once during our recent trip to Canada. Too many other fun things going on, plus, it didn’t get really dark up there until about 11pm and by then we were done. And there was that night in that Irish pub, the Harp. This is all kind of nerdy so just enjoy the pix if you don’t care for all the trauma (and drama) of getting the shots.

This panorama was 7 camera positions, 3 shots per position. Shoulda shot another row at the bottom. Man, you really have to work fast doing this with sun sets. I’m going back to stars. Made with the new Nikkor 20mm, f1.8. great lens. Real sharp with limited distortion.

Four camera positions, 5 shots per position. However, I did get those two people in the left position. I could take them out but I left them for scale. Shoulda done another row for more sky.

Attempted verticalrama. One camera position, 6 layers. Needs a better subject, and a bunch of stars, but it was a good experiment.

Well, it was suppose to be the Strawberry Moon. Amazing how it looks, shooting through 87% humidity when the moon is at the lowest point of its orbit. Maybe they should call it the Lemon Moon. Plus, it was 251,000 miles away. Whatta ya expect? All went well until a neighbor rode up behind me (silently) on his bicycle and said, “Whatcha lookin’ at?” Yikes!

So here’s a couple artsy shots. Made with the Sigma 600mm, Nikon D850.

Okay, I’ll try not to get too nerdy. Tonight is the Full Strawberry Moon. I got out last night because with the weather, ya never know. So my pic is with the moon at 99.1% Close enough for rock-n-roll. I’ll skip over the part of the story where a doe deer took exception to my presence, or the cute skunk family I saw—three really cute babies, nor the part of how I had to crawl around on my belly like a snake—in the same places where the Canada geese walk—to get this shot. I’ve been studying and working on a technique for taking vertical panoramas. And although it doesn’t show in the image, thankfully, it was shot from a single camera position, with 6 rows of pictures all (neatly) stitched together. Marshall Lake, Sagamore Hills, Ohio, Rokinon 14mm on Nikon D850.

Enjoy the image. I have to go finish some laundry,

After a few nights of air-you-can wear, it was comforting to have to dig out the puffy jacket while gazing at the stars. No skunks this evening. I suppose they’re not back from their field trip to Washington D.C. for the big birthday bash. The coyotes were practicing for their summer concert series. I really like their rendition of, “‘Till We Eat Again.” A real classic. My focus last night was on M5, a globular cluster found in the constellation of Serpens. It’s thought to be one of the older (13 billion years old), certainly larger, of the globulars, about 25 million lightyears away. It contains an estimated 500,000 stars. The red/orange stars you see here are old, the blue ones new. If our sun were part of this cluster it would be so dull we could not find it. That bright star to the lower left is 5 Serpentis—a huge subgiant, twice the radius of our sun. Image made with SeeStar S30 scope, 480 stacked images. Post processing in SeeStar. Okay, I got a bit nerdy. Not much else going on until tomorrow. Stay tuned.

It started out innocently enough—no one would get hurt, no laws would be broken. Well, maybe one or two, but they were small laws. All I had to do was drop my friend at the designated spot, then (quickly) pick him up when he called. He even bribed me with a couple doughnuts to do this before he told me what we’d be doing.

There’s been a plethora of antique steam engine trains running through Northeast Ohio these past couple weeks. Les (his real name) has been chasing and photographing them. Now, again, he had found the perfect vantage point—maybe. However, avoiding national park rangers (to say nothing of needing a mountain goat in your family history) might be an issue. So, when I agreed to drive the getaway car, (and eat the doughnuts) he sent me photos and aerial images to where this would/could happen. I looked over the info, and other pix I found online, and realized what was missing from all the pictures—action. Movement.

Let me say, being the driver is not the kind of thing you ask some dude who has been a photojournalist for more than 50 years (plus retirement years) to do. Be the driver? The driver? No way. I wanted to be a shooter.

Other than mosquitos trying to eat us alive, things went as planned, until the cops showed up. To protect the guilty I’ll skip the part of how we avoided arrest, but we were suddenly faced with finding a new shooting spot—with the train heading our way. The train was the historic steam locomotive, Nickel Plate Road 765, pulling vintage passenger cars through the Cuyahoga Valley National Park.

We had to hurry! Let me just say, kneeling on rail track slag is not something an 84-year-old guy (with only one cup of coffee in him) should be doing. Sometimes ya gotta do what ya gotta do. Plus, nobody told me this thing would be traveling faster than a speeding bullet—alble to leap tall buildings … well, you get the point. In the end, a good time was had by most.