Beta 1112 

Eddy O’connor
Star: Beta 1112   
Date & Time: Monday, June 25th  2001 
10-11 p.m local; UT +9. 
Seeing: 8 <1-10 Seeing Scale (10 best)>.  
Transparency: 8/10 
Location of site: Terara, New South Wales, Australia. 
150º.38E; 34º.52S 
Site classification: Suburban 
Temperature: 10ºC 
Sky darkness: -- <Limiting magnitude>  
Telescope: 8" Newt. F9 
Eyepieces: 25mm K, 12.5 mm Ortho 
Magnification: 73x 
 
This double is located near a  rich cluster of doubles that form the group 1,2,3 and 4 Cent which are now less than 45 degrees off the  Western horizon and very convenient in a dobsonian. 

Comments: This is well separated(2.5") and contrasting double of mag. 6/9.5. It took me some moments to detect the faint companion which emerged with averted vision after thirty seconds. Another widely separated double is found in the field. HS2 
 
Ambience: The wind had returned and so convinced  was I that the seven day dry forecast  was accurate I left the 8" and 16" under  minimum wraps in my back yard. I was just adjusting my electric blanket when I suddenly heard a drumming sound. I sat for a second stunned. 'Is that 
rain?' quizzed my ultra-observant wife over her spectacles safe in her snug blankets. I bounded out, swearing forked lightning at meteorologists everywhere and turned on all back lights.

Already pools of water sloshed around both telescopes. The 8" was the more exposed 
and I shoved a dolly under it and had  it in  the shed in seconds. The precious 16" took some time. I had to slide separate poles containing buggy wheels through slots on the side of the rocker box and then across the lawn and up a  make-ship  ramp into a raised shed. 

One wheel ran off the ramp, dumping all the weight on the other wheel assembly which buckled and broke off! The telescope sat stuck like a listing and recalcitrant baby elephant. Under heavy rain and soaked to the skin, I slowly removed all optics, now well washed and left the bogged machine to its fate. By the time I had dried off and changed, the sky was clear. I will never forget that first image of the soaking back lawn where an hour earlier dry doubles filled the eyepiece. Never trust a weather forecaster, especially one with the temerity to predict seven dry days;-)