Skip to main content

Perseids.. just around the corner..


It's that time of year again... the Perseids are back.

Every August the deck chairs are dragged out of the shed, and the chai tea is prepared.

Then, for the next few weeks the Perseid meteor shower will be much on my mind.

This annual celestial fireworks display is probably one of my favourite naked eye astronomical events.

The peak of this year's event will be on the evening of the 11th into the early hours of the 12th.

Which for me means pulling an all night observing session through until early day break.

With any luck the skies will be clear, and I will be completely exhausted from my all night vigil.

The Perseid shower is one of the best meteor showers to observe.

Many people are on holiday at this time of year, so staying up all night is less of a problem.

Plus the weather is usually warmer, meaning we can all sit outside for longer periods of time.

Though you will usually still need some warm clothing at hand for observations between midnight and Sun up the next day.

  
Capturing the Perseids
28mm -  f3,5 - 1600ISO - 45 seconds

This image was taken with a digital SLR camera, with around 45 seconds of exposure.

The trouble I find with digital SLR cameras is that the shutter staying open for long periods of time is dependant on the condition of the battery. 

I don't trust the battery to perform for the long exposures that I require.

Plus, leaving a camera out all evening might allow night dew to find its way into the camera body.

The last thing an electronic digital camera wants is water ingress across its circuits!

Zenit 35mm SLR
This year to avoid that possible headache I'm going to set up my old mechanical "no battery required" Russian Zenit 35mm film camera.

If need be I can leave the Zenit shutter open all evening without a problem.

Those Russian cameras are built to last.

Leaving a £500 digital camera out overnight on a tripod is not something I would happily try.

But leaving a £5 Zenit "tank" outside overnight is not a problem.

With any luck over the next couple of weeks, I will capture several "long exposure" meteor trails.

Final thoughts:
Even though it will be fun to capture the Perseids, I don't aim to be spending that much time fussing and fiddling with cameras, tripods and film.


For me the enjoyment of meteor watching is simple.

Grab yourself a good deckchair, failing that a decent dry grassy spot and sit back and ponder the Universe.

For many of us, our daily lives are saturated with stress and fear.

We all need quiet moments to recharge and reflect.

These warm August "Meteor" nights allow us that time to recharge, reflect and dream.

Vincent Van Gogh had it right when he said:

For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream. Vincent Van Gogh
Read more at: http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/v/vincentvan385867.html
For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream. Vincent Van Gogh
Read more at: http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/v/vincentvan385867.html
“I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream".

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Under the trees & the Aurora.

It had been a beautifully hot day, the Sun was relentless, happy, strong, and chromium yellow in a big blue cloudless sky. Our motorhome "Martha" needed shade from this solar onslaught.  We took refuge under the barest of trees and waited out the inferno. Later in the evening, after a considerable cooling of temperature we drove to higher ground. A favourite spot where the stars are almost 360° and very little light pollution. As the Sun dipped down, the temperature also dipped; time to close some windows. Through the passenger door window, I happened to glance out towards the North. There, plain to see, was that unmistakable reddish light. It had us mesmerised... an Aurora glow ! An Aurora here in France at 44°N !  I bet back home in the UK it must be "bouncing". A quick look on the internet  confirmed my suspicion, the storm indeed was large over the United Kingdom. In my home county of Pembrokeshire 360° Aurora was being reported. The UK storm of the century and

Astronomy from the 1950's, and my analogue laptop.

Digging around in a charity shop the other day I found an interesting book titled: The Modern Children's Library of Knowledge  Book Two  The World we live in. This book was published in 1957, and towards the end of the book was a chapter about astronomy.  It contained a wealth of astronomy information and most interesting to me a large collection of 1950's era illustrations. I love these old astronomy pictures.  Why don't we have more illustrations like these in modern journals and magazines. Today's astronomy  magazines just don't interest me. Too many adverts for a start, not enough "amateur" articles, and way too "glossy". I personally like black and white illustrations, be they photos or drawings.  Saying that some of the most interesting illustrations can sometimes be in full colour: In my perfect astronomy magazine I would like nothing more than to see the typesetting done on

The night of Christmas day

  This year's Christmas tree The roaring winds dropped, the clouds parted and the night of Christmas day was cloaked in the light of the nearly full moon. We had waited weeks for a sky clearing, and here it was, I wasn't about to waste any of it. Helen and I stood outside for ages, drinking in the stillness of this most Christmas night. The scudding clouds touched the moon and wiped away the days of wind and rain. It has been ages since we witnessed a near full moon in such a quiet setting. No cars, no planes, no dogs on leads barking at trees.  The absence of all 21st century racket and rush was most welcomed. Not a soul to be seen; all at home enjoying the Christmas evening. To the South Selene was up high, shining with almost a full December intensity.    Overhead Cassiopeia. To the West a tall pine tree with a star above (Hello Jupiter) made up completely for our lack of actual Christmas tree in our motorhome.   To the North, a vixen was calling to the night. For several mi