The former Salome emergency airstrip is a great place for the AAMM and for big groups to observe. Two miles to I-10 leaves passing traffic in plain view, but it turns out not to affect night vision very much. We also get the full blast of the Phoenix sky dome low in the east, but anytime you can see the Zodiacal Band crossing the whole sky things are pretty good. Saturday morning at about 3 am the SQM reading was an excellent 21.68. Watching that endless two-way river of distant 18 wheelers going 24/7 between LA and Phoenix while being under such a star-filled sky makes you feel temporarily aloof from the hubbub and madness of the civilized world. Perfect. As several have already noted, Saturday night was not so good, but Thursday and Friday nights got steadily better as the night progressed. It was fun sharing views through the 25” Obsession with all the people who walked over. On Thursday I worked down a long list of mostly 13th-15th magnitude interacting galaxies with the 25” Obsession and really got to experience gravity in a profound way. Not just the pull while climbing endlessly up the ladder but via the sight of so many twisted, contorted, and just plain crazy looking pairs and groups of glowing wisps. Many of them are figured in the Arp Atlas of Peculiar Galaxies which is a great guide to views in the 25”. While you usually can’t see the fainter arms and such, the shapes you see in the atlas are pretty much the shapes you see in the eyepiece. The distortions and odd shapes are caused by gravitational tugging, so you can really feel the dramatic shredding and warping that goes on during these surprisingly numerous encounters. Some are thin slivers with one side badly twisted. Some have bright nuclei offset from the center. Some have lumps and clumps and some are just plain chaotic-looking. The climax Thursday night was the famous Antennae pair with its knotty star clouds plainly visible as in the images. Star formation being triggered on a grand scale. Gravity on a cosmic scale and in plain sight. After midnight Friday, the sky of our dreams began to magically appear. By 3 am it was not only transparent and dark, but the turbulence settled down and stars became hard points even at higher powers. I was blown off the observing ladder by the sight of the stunning globular cluster M5. For the first time I saw the gray background haze between the brighter stars resolved completely into a population of distinctly fainter pinpoints with dark space between them. No haze anywhere, everything uncountable stars. The globular was resolved totally, utterly, to and actually through the core. Not just the easily resolvable bright stars we all see, but this fainter population that generates the luminous haze. It was such a striking and unexpected sight that I just had to get someone else to look. I walked over to neighbors Tom and Jennifer Polakis, but determined Tom was deeply engaged in a “globular cluster marathon” with his 18” that I did not want to disturb. Indefatigable Jennifer had just gone to bed but quickly climbed out of her sleeping bag and came over to confirm this amazing sight. It was great to know I wasn’t imagining. We both marveled at the view for some time. Later, I looked at M13 and the gray haze in that one was also utterly resolved into a fainter population of little mathematical points barely separated by black space. In the subsequent daylight, Tom suggested that these are the fainter horizontal branch stars on the HR diagram. Makes sense. Well, now I have a new test for good seeing and look forward to truly “resolving” other globulars. It’s when you can look right through them! Terrestrial gravity caught up with my ladder-climbing bones about 4 am, and I took a final naked eye view of the spectacle before going to bed. Scorpius stood vertically on the southern horizon with the curving tail tangent to the distant, dark, desert mountains. The billowing star clouds of the rising Milky Way formed a spectacular horizon-to-horizon arch right over the Phoenix light dome. Here the blazing light of countless stars generated by thermonuclear reactions was framing that big glow created by our artificial and frantic release of stored-up sunlight in fossil fuels and light eased out of old supernova-generated uranium atoms at the nearby Palo Verde Nuclear facility. This juxtaposition together with that relentless scurrying of I-10 traffic provoked disturbing thoughts as I climbed into bed. This frantic, unstoppable, supernatural release of geologically stored energy that makes civilization possible…. and allows me to escape it…. cannot be bad. Can not be good. Woke up at 11 am to overcast skies. Packed up, exchanged some stories with neighbors, and headed back to luxury, rest, and civilization. All is vanity, but we get to rise above it for a time. Three days past, and I haven’t really re-entered yet. Thank you AJ and the others who organized this event! Videmus Stellae, Paul Knauth -- See message header for info on list archives or unsubscribing, and please send personal replies to the author, not the list.