If ever there was a time to call to mind a Hamlet soliloquy, I’d say mid-stargaze is that time.
Which of us doesn’t seek out beautiful night skies on our trips? Man by nature is in love with ‘this most excellent canopy the air…this brave over hanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire…this congregation of vapours.’
Yet ‘what a piece of work is a man’ indeed; the irony is that as light pollution prevents us from seeing the wonders of the night sky, we must go where men are not in order to truly see the stars.
Here are the four places I’ve ventured this year where man is wonderfully outnumbered by the stars in the sky…