Not McNaught
Well, I gave it a try.
The wonders of the universe awaited me! How can I turn that down, even if the wind chill was -24 degrees? Half an hour past sunset I put on my winter gear and headed up the mountain, camera in hand. But as I wandered my way up the winding road to the summit (unable to find the direct route of the staircase, hiding in the snow as it was) the cold made its way into my socks and gloves. Good enough though they may be to get me to and from campus on paved sidewalks, they weren’t quite up to the windy mountain snow covered paths.
Before long I had to admit to myself that it was getting darker much faster than I was climbing the hill. I knew Comet McNaught, if it had been visible at all, was quickly setting beyond the hill. I should have brought my compass, but it would have been fairly useless anyway. “Montreal West”, I guessed, was probably too close to being south, meaning the sun had gone down on the other side of the buildings on Redpath Cresent, which I stilll hadn’t overcome, and maybe even on the other side of the mountain entirely. My comet, which had gone down with it, was not going to show herself to me tonight.
At least the view was nice. The more astute of you might notice that this photo was taken facing east, entirely in the wrong direction for chasing a setting sun, but I wasn’t about to go home empty handed.
