Friday, October 6, 2017

89. The Great American Eclipse of 2017

On August 21, 2017, my wife and I found ourselves in a remote desert in Wyoming where were watched our first total eclipse of the sun. 

Our location was about half a mile east of Route 104 and three miles south of Arminto, WY, which is about 50 miles northwest of Casper. The maps shown at right mark the exact location. We arrived a couple of days in advance and pitched our tent at a remote campsite that required an hour of driving over extremely rough roads.  It was tough, but the scenery and the photos below show that it was well worth the extra effort.

The first video was from a camera set up looking to the north as it had a clear horizon and a good view of the distant mountains.  The second video was set up facing east as it too had a clear view of the valley below and our views  to the south and west were blocked by hills.

 
After reviewing my videos, I discovered that I had indeed captured the moon's shadow, perhaps not rushing across the landscape as I had hoped, but moving across miles of high clouds as it raced from west to east.  Below are segments from my video showing the shadow of the moon crossing the sky.  When the sun emerges where we were standing, I noticed that the distant clouds to our east did not immediately reappear as they were still in the moon's shadow.


I had been planning this trip for a couple of years and had long ago decided that the best place to see the eclipse without clouds would be in the desert of Wyoming.  Diane and I had been near this location years before, and using Google Maps, I scouted out the best place to view this spectacle.  Many of my plans, unfortunately, did not pan out.  I knew all motels would be booked, and what few campground there were would be full.  While the Bureau of Land Management did have campgrounds and overflow sites, I noticed one of their very remote campgrounds where we could pitch a tent for free (having only a tent would give us more options, especially if we simply had to camp in the desert).  Grave Springs Campground, however, was located back in rough hills and mountains and could only be reached by an extremely rough drive for an hour through a colorful desert on gravel and stone roads.  The view was worth the effort, in my opinion. We arrived on Saturday afternoon before the eclipse on Monday.

On our trip to Wyoming, we listened to radio accounts of communities along the path of totality making preparations to accommodate the crowds of onlookers.  Many of those plans were ruined as we learned on our return trip through the same areas when rain and thunderstorms covered the skies. We saw clever highway signs referring to the eclipse, heard car dealership ads about new prices eclipsing the old ones, and many puns too.  Signs warned people all along the totality path for people to NOT stop their cars on the side of the road during the eclipse, and to be aware of people who may do just that.

In Casper, the only large town near us that weekend, local business owners complained that despite the hype and the profits by hotel operators (we saw Motel 6 rooms advertised for $600 a night!), many of the other businesses, especially restaurants, had not noticed an uptick in business.  In fact, it appeared that hoards of people had traveled from wide and far in campers and brought their own food, anticipating to be gouged like the hotel businesses were doing.

We scouted out a location to view the eclipse.  Hell's Half Acre, on highway 26, is a state or county park where scenes in the movie, Starship Troopers, were filmed.  Inexplicably, the fence at its entrance was closed, chained and locked, and had been locked up for some time judging from the rust.  A lot of other people had the same idea as we saw many others in this otherwise desolate area show up and leave disappointed.  My next plan was to observe from a state rest area on Highway 26 near the turnoff to our campground, but I suspected it would be crowded too.

We then noticed nice locations on the high ground just south of the "town" of Arminto, and decided on Sunday that we would pull off the road to one of these sites the next morning.

We broke camp early on Monday and headed to the site we selected.  Along the way, we saw many people just camping off of dirt roads in what had been deserted areas all weekend.  Seeing a column of smoke behind a hillside, we stopped to talk to a man walking with his dog along the dirt road. We learned that he too had stopped to camp in a remote area. He was cooking breakfast on the back of his pickup truck when someone drove by and shot at his dog with a rifle.  The dog was startled and knocked over the cooking burner, setting the truck on fire and destroying all of this man's belongings. The shooter took off and while we offered our assistance, he declined and had already contacted the sheriff who were on their way (we later passed the sheriff's car a short while later). I guess he'll have other reasons to remember this day than the eclipse.

When we got to our chosen site, someone else was already parked there, so we decided to keep traveling down a gravel road that serviced multiple gas well in the vicinity.  We even passed additional campers and then, around a curve, I saw the ideal site and a large gas well pad to park our car away from the road and away from the gas tanks and structures.  We started to set up our cameras and a gentleman in a pickup stopped by who served these well.  Explaining what we were doing, he granted us permission to stay and watch the eclipse as long as we liked, and then drove off to attend to his duties.  Not another living person could be heard or seen anywhere for miles into the distance --we were completely alone.

The day was not too hot and a gentle breeze blew from the west.  As the moon started to cover up the sun, it began to slowly get a little darker.  Just before totality, I kept reaching to remove my sunglasses that weren't there as the scenery looked as dark as regular daylight looks when I am wearing dark sunglasses.  The video cameras, of course, adjusted their exposure, but just before totality it was a little darker than it appears on the videos.

Up until then, the wind had slowed down, the air was a little cooler, and we noticed the crickets were getting louder as if it was near nightfall.  Looking through our sun filters, the last of the sun disappeared and very quickly, it grew dark.  The air was still and the desert became completely quiet.

We had a clear view of the horizon, especially to the north and east, and were were quickly surrounded by sunset colors in the distance in all directions. A light on one of the distant gas well pads came on automatically. The ground was dark, but more like at twilight than at midnight.  It was light enough to see everything around us, but still dark enough to stumble of the rocks in a way I had not done before totality.  Neither one of us could sit and watch but had to stand and see all that was happening all around us.

The sky was not quite as dark as night as some had predicted.  The sky was a dark blue and in one of my wide-angle photos, you can see very light cirrus clouds that had not been noticed before.  We never did see any other stars and of Mercury, Venus, Mars and Jupiter that were supposed to be visible, only Venus stood out (Clearly, other eclipses had been darker. I wonder if has to do with the moon's distance from the Earth and the size of the umbra - the darkest part of the moon's shadow? A larger umbra would have pushed the sunlit horizons further away, allowing less stray light to turn the sky blue and resulting in a darker sky!).  The light that surrounded the moon was a pure pearly white color without a hint of yellow or any other color (I heard someone on the radio later describe it as being like a pure LED light, which was a good description).  It also seemed that the edge between the moon and the circle of light was soft and not hard, a blurring which I now attribute to the cirrus clouds which we could not see before totality began.

Well into the totality, I took in the whole scene and the dark valley before me and marveled at the surreal nature of this entire event, as it must have been similarly perceived numerous times throughout human history. I could easily imagine not only the awe but the fear this could, and would, have induced. And then, just as I was really beginning to enjoy the experience, the edge of the circle of light started to brighten, and suddenly, it was all over.  The sun came out and while the sun's disk was still 98% covered, it was amazing how the remaining 2 percent could make the eye think it was almost as bright as the noonday sun. We were so excited, we almost did not know what to do with ourselves. One thing we knew without a doubt --we have to do this again!

A handful of experiences in my life have left me full of awe and wonder.  The birth of each of my children is one of them; the first time I gazed upon the Grand Canyon; descending down the immense natural entrance to Carlsbad Caverns; and riding up to the foot of Niagra Falls are some of the others.  I'd have to add the Great American Eclipse of 2017 to that list as well.

I can hardly wait until 2024!

 


Friday, June 30, 2017

88. Fluid Sunrise

Fluid Sunrise; oil on canvas, 12 x 16
This was based on a sunrise I saw on the beach at Oak Island, North Carolina. It was late November, so while it looked pretty warm, it was in fact quite cold and did not warm up until later in the day.

Friday, March 31, 2017

87. 2016 Murrysville Photo Contest

Murrysville Carnival.
Once again, I could not resist submitting three photos in the annual 2016 Murrysville Photo Contest. The image above has won Third Place in People and Pets Category.  The awards ceremony will be April 19th. This will be the fourth award I have won in as many entries in this annual contest.  The other two images I submitted that did not win this year included my photograph of a red barn in a winter snow and another image of a rose growing in my own yard.




My win is bittersweet as it was a photo of the Murrysville Carnival that was an annual event near where I live. It was almost a rite of summer to attend the carnival every third week of June. A couple of years ago it was decided that this on-the-road carnival would bypass our community. I am grateful at least that I got to enjoy it for 23 years.


Thursday, November 10, 2016

86. A Tribute to Ana Touchstone

West Rim Trail -by Bob Bickers; 18 x 24; oil/canvas; 1990.
A long time ago, I was befriended by a gracious and generous art collector who purchased a number of my paintings in Memphis.  I never had a chance to photograph some of those paintings, and when I lost touch with Mrs. Touchstone, I thought those paintings were pretty much lost.

I was recently contacted by Inga Hanks of Idesign Associates, LLC, who told me that Ana Touchstone had moved to Colorado some years ago and had passed away in 2008.   She said Ana's son was a friend of hers and had asked her to sell Ana's art collection with proceeds going to benefit the charities that Ana was passionate about supporting during her life; substance abuse programs, and women's shelters.

It saddened me to hear of Ana's passing and I passed my condolences to her son and family.

Courthouse Wash -by Bob Bickers; 24 x 36; oil/canvas; 1992
Ms. Hanks included several photographs of my artwork that she would sell, and I have included those images here.  West Rim Trail is from a scene I saw in 1976 at Zion National Park, Utah.  Courthouse Wash is a view in Arches National Park, Utah.   Also being sold is a matted and framed print, Eagle's Nest.

I like the idea that paintings I created so long ago are still being enjoyed by others across the country and I also like the idea that my art will benefit the charities Ana Touchstone thought were important.  I share Ana's passion to help others and will try to follow her example.
Eagle's Nest; 10 x 12.5; 1991

My thanks to Inga Hanks, and to Ana Touchstone, a special thank you and farewell.  I wish I could have known you better. May your soul rest easy.

NOTE: If any of my supporters are interested in these pieces and would like more information, please contact Inga Hanks at idesignassoc@gmail.com.

Friday, September 23, 2016

85. Space is Limited for a Free One-Time Acrylic Art Class

Bob and a few of his friends. Photo by Nancy Dalverny.
UPDATE October 29, 2016:  The free acrylic art class described below was a complete success and a pleasure to teach.  We had a roomful of both aspiring and experienced artists willing to try a new medium.  From what I saw, talent was in abundance!  My many thanks to Nancy Dalverny, Marilyn Wempa, the Monroeville Arts Council and UMPS East for making this event possible.  The MAC sponsors a free art workshop each spring and autumn with rotating artists sharing their skills and talents. Follow monroevilleartscouncil.org for information on future events!

Thursday, September 1, 2016

84. Youngest Elected Official - No More!

In my previous post of August 19, 2009 (8. Youngest Elected Official in the History of the State of Tennessee) I wrote about my experience in August, 1974, when I was elected as Shelby County Constable while at the age of 18 years, 6 months.  I felt fairly secure about my title because the voting age was only changed from 21 to 18 by the 26th Amendment in 1971.  Before that, those younger than 21 could not even vote, much less run for public office.  I also knew that under the state statutes, all positions at the state and county level required you to be at least 21 years of age.  The only exceptions were the position for constable and for county ranger.  Shortly after my election, the 1977 Tennessee Constitutional Convention (on which my father served) changed the state constitution to eliminate these two positions (although I later learned that the constable position was somehow reinstated in some counties). So, only in the last 45 years could anyone younger than 21 run for public office.  Since then I have not found on the internet anyone in Tennessee who was elected to public office at a younger age.  That is, until now.

Apparently, this summer, Mr. Bailey Hufstetler, at the age of 18 years, 4 months, was elected to a seat on the Spring City Commission in Rhea County, Tennessee.

Based on what I know right now, I am forced to pass the mantle of "Youngest Elected Official in the History of the State of Tennessee" on to Mr. Hufstetler.  It is a title I have carried these past 42 years and I am more than happy to bestow it upon a new generation.  It is also fitting that I do so now as I just recently retired from the practice of law after over three decades of service to the people of Tennessee, West Virginia and Pennsylvania (more on that at http://bickerslaw.blogspot.com).  

Mr. Hufstetler, congratulations on your election to the Spring City Commission.  I hope you enjoy your tenure there and that you will be a positive influence on the commission for the people of your community.
 
UPDATE:  Perhaps I should retain the title of the youngest elected official in the history of the state of Tennessee who completed his term, as it appears that young Mr. Hufstetler resigned his position as a city commissioner, for personal reasons, after serving only three months.