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Thanks for filling me with envy. Just to show that you don't need really dark and clear skies. I was out in North Yorkshire and nothing.
Very close to the site of the memorial?
The train into the girders came,
And loud the wind did roar;
A flash is seen-the Bridge is broke-
The train is heard no more."The Bridge is down, "the Bridge is down,"
in words of terror spread;
The train is gone, its living freight
Are numbered with the dead.I like playing Geo-Guesser
Family viewing of the northern lights on Saturday. A brief but intense show.