The Sun shall be blotted from the sky!

[ZenGum]

Soon, the sun became a slim crescent, a sickle, a sliver :



Then one last peek of light...



Then ...



BBAAANNNGGGGGG!!!!!!
As Someone - my campmates deny everything - let off a 2&1/2 inch firework mortar shell to salute the moment, and this instant was burned into my memory.

[ZenGum]

My camera really didn't do too well, here are some other people's photos.







You can clearly see the pale grey disc of the moon with the fleecy corona streaming out. There was a planet - looked like Venus - above and to the right. The light is strange, soft and silvery.

Words just don't cut it. See one for yourselves.

[ZenGum]

Back to my camera:



I was a tad to the right of my camera, so for me the eclipse was perfectly framed between those two dead trees.

After barely two minutes:



The fire returns!

[ZenGum]

Gradually, the sun came back, the warmth returned.



I sat meditating for a while, then, under the waxing gibbous sun, did the obvious thing.



Yeah, that's me, enjoy it.

I swam, came ashore, meditated until the eclipse was fully over. I did a fair bit of psycho-magic head work during this time.

Eventually, I took all my gear back to my tent, and wandered through the festival to the beach area, not speaking a word. One chap tried to talk with me "wasn't that great?" etc, but I used signs to show I wasn't in speaking mode due to my mind being totally BLOWN. Another guy saw this and trotted over to give me a hug and a pat on the back. He understood.

I wore bathers this time, and went for a long swim, resting on a platform on the lake made of shipping pallets fixed in dead trees. Clear light, beautiful location, rippling water ... heavenly.

Eventually I swam back to shore and wandered back to my tent, had some fruit, and - having not spoken for about three hours post-eclipse - rejoined my camp mates.

We spent the rest of that day chilling out in the shade, having the occasional swim, and enjoying ourselves. There was and champagne and scotch-and-coke. They had a watermelon that had bourbon in it, but the bourbon had about 5% hash oil in it! Did I mention one of these crew buys whippits five cartons at a time? (That's 1,800 bulbs, lazybrain ). There was some more and towards dusk four of us went for a stroll up the hill with a cocktail, that was mostly champagne.

Shortly after sunset I went to bed, slipped off into trippy dreams with trance-techno from the sound stage leaking in.

One of the most amazing experiences I've ever had. I'm buzzed just writing about it.

[Sundae]

Originally Posted by ZenGum

You can clearly see the pale grey disc of the moon with the fleecy corona streaming out. There was a planet - looked like Venus - above and to the right. The light is strange, soft and silvery.

Words just don't cut it. See one for yourselves.

No, your words completely cut it

Originally Posted by ZenGum

I sat meditating for a while, then, under the waxing gibbous sun, did the obvious thing.

A ship an isle a sickle moon
With few but with how splendid stars
The mirrors of the sea are strewn
Bewteen her silver bars.

An isle within an isle she lay
The tall ship anchored in the bay

Don't know the rest.
It just reminded me of your post. I always loved that poem for the words.
Am deliberately not Googling it because I don't even know who it's by (John Masefield?) and don't want to cheat.

Gibbous.
Not a word we hear often enough these days.

I remember a line from Kes - the moon was full, save for a blur on the waxing curve (again this may not be 100% accurate.)
I did not understand it at all and went to my English teacher who first taught me the phases of the moon, then about waxing and waning.
I may have forgotten much of it, but the experience of a whole new language stayed with me.

Now. Where's my photo of eggs?!

[Lamplighter]

You did well, Z, in planning, documenting, and having a memorable trip.

I've only been in one total eclipse, many years ago, but still vividly remembered.
Ours was also in the early morning.
(Do all total eclipses happen at that time of day ?)

We had previously heard that birds stop singing.
But not ours. They seemed to be calling one another even more.
As you say, the lighting is quite unusual, and totality doesn't last long.


So.... Hooray for Z, and with Pic's too ! It really did happen.