Yeah, I had high hopes but also got skunked.
We had this annoying "high haze" thing going on where it
looked clear but you could only see a couple of planets.
I bailed by 2 AM.
I saw some killer auroras over (really) northern Maine back in the late 1970's.
Late one night and standing in the middle of a snowy field, I saw this incredible "spike" in light blue that looked like it was pointed right at me. It was as if God was giving me the finger and pointing at me at the same time.
