We might make it. Alycia has one night left, and our next and last observer arrived today (get ready for something different — more to come).
The winds were finally a bit calmer tonight, and seeing was bouncing off 0.5″ for a while — but we still ended up with some clouds after midnight. Nothing too bad, but still a little frustrating.
Two days ago we had a song about a miracle. Here’s another one of sorts — though Johnny would disagree.
I saw the CDB live at the South Dakota State Fair. This was the encore, during Johnny’s solo the old man thrashed on a golden fiddle for 20 minutes.