what's also often overlooked is a comfy chair. Now I am doing some imaging runs that last over an hour (not yet published) have to park the arse somewhere. Some people set up and go inside, I like to sit outside and watch the skies with binos. On a forty dollar armchair from the tip shop, best buy apart from warm socks and ugg boots,
I don't know how you do it guys- imaging and processing etc.
But I know one day, I will bring it home, like the Burgess shale of hobart imaging......
At the moment I am doing the Salvo's soup of imaging!
Of course this is all written outside, waiting for the clouds, waiting for my daughter to cry and waiting for M27 to come out from behind the eucalyptus.
Astronomy I suppose is the waiting science- imagine predicting a planetary orbit, a lunar or a solar eclipse in the years preceding optics: what crazy rat catching wizard folk they were then.
Bollocks would love to continue this one sided diatribe but the fookin' clouds have pissed orf don't ye know, so back on the imaging saddle shall I great be-wilderbeast of Hobart town.