We went out to look at the Perseids last night and… didn’t see much.
About a dozen in total over about an hour. The fog was as thick as peanut butter, says my internalized Yukon Cornelius.
The sky would be so much easier to look at if it weren’t so high.
We had high sky problems over this side too. A clearish sky that remained stubbornly unpopulated by perseids. In the end we went indoors & worked our way through the remaining bottles of wine in the larder.