[flaglady47]

“There are plenty of places, right here in the good ol’ USA, where there are “dark skies”.”

When much younger and in my “mountain woman” phase of life, I moved for a year up into the foothills above Boulder, CO. It was a small town (emphasis on word small) called Ward. I lived in a pretty log cabin w/my two dogs right on Boulder Creek. You had to walk across a wooden footbridge to get to my cabin. It was a wonderful place to live, and incredibly beautiful. At night when you went outside, the stars were like low hanging fruit. They were multitudinous, and so bright they sparkled like Swarovski crystals. If you reached your hands up you could almost touch them. There were a few times when the sky seemed to hang so low that it was almost oppressive, and I’d start to feel slightly claustrophobic.

I have always loved stargazing, and will fondly remember my year up there in the mountains for the magnificent light shows I was privileged to see. I wish everyone could have the same experience at least once in life.

[Free Vulcan]

I used to go up into the mountains via Ward on occasion when I lived out in Boulder years ago. Probably drove right past your house a few times I’m sure. It was beautiful out there. Wish now I’d been aware enough to think of going out there at night and looking at the stars.

[wku man]

That's the way it was in Northern Arizona, in the Lake Powell area. I spent some time there a few years back, and was amazed at how many stars I could see at night. There were absolutely no dark spaces between constellations...it was like every inch of sky had a star in it. Amazing.

Scouts Out! Cavalry Ho!