Mount Diablo Astronomical Society

History of the Mount Diablo Astronomical Society

It was October, 1957. Much excitement had been generated in recent days by the launching of the Soviet satellite, "Sputnik", which became the first man-made moon of Earth. The satellite carried a radio transmitter, cheerfully beaming a 'beep, beep," which you could pick up with almost any FM radio receiver. Many radio technicians had heard and recorded the beeps, but few people had as yet observed the satellite and its accompanying rocket. Satellites in low Earth orbit can only be seen under twilight conditions, where the sunlit object appears against the night sky. Conditions didn't favor West Coast observers immediately after launch; in fact, few sightings were made in America the first week or so after launch.

The newly formed Mt. Diablo Astronomical Society was prepared to observe this event. In a vacant lot adjoining the property of Mr. William Greenwood, in Walnut Creek, was situated one of the official Moonwatch stations, built and operated by MDAS. A "can-do" bunch of people from the very beginning, the Society hustled to get their Moonwatch program underway in time for the International Geophysical Year, which began in July. Money and materials were donated by local businesses; the Society members did all the construction, from pouring concrete foundations to aligning the small 6 x 50 Moonwatch 'scopes on their pedestals. At that time, Bill Greenwood was the team leader.
This Moonwatch station followed the paradigm of having all observers located along a north-south line, spaced several feet apart. Each telescope sat atop a pier or table, and was centered on a mast with cross-arm which stood in the midpoint of the line of telescopes. The telescopes had front surface mirrors to bend the light 90 degrees for the comfort of the observers. Thus, each observer had the same view of the mast, only each from a different angle. The individual fields of view made a fan across the sky with a little bit of overlap. The American-launched satellites were expected to cross west-to-east and would thus have to cross the fan in the field of somebody's telescope. When the satellite disappeared behind the mast, the observer was supposed to yell, "Mark!" into the microphone of a tape recorder; on the same tape was dubbed a running time signal from a National Bureau of Standards WWV radio station. The observer was also supposed to note disappearance of the satellite out of his field of view, and to make a sketch of the path it made.
Working from the time of "Mark!" and the sketch, the team leader was able, with a little high school trigonometry, to make out a report giving altitude of the crossing, time of crossing, and apparent angular speed. This report was to be telegraphed to the Smithsonian Astrophysical Observatory as soon as possible; the information was vitally needed to keep the orbital elements up to date, and make future predictions of the satellite's whereabouts. Given a sufficiently good prediction, specially designed Baker-Nunn Cameras would go into action to capture the satellite on high speed film. The astrometry then provided sufficient precision to do a really first-rate job on the orbit computation. All of this done by volunteer labor, sacrificing evening leisure and early morning sleep.
The original MDAS Moonwatchers’ included Bill Greenwood, the first team leader, a steamfitter by trade, Carl Carlson, Ted Cordua and his wife Elaine, Wilson Massey, and Paul Schroth, all PG&E people. Other starters were Clare Cochran, a chemist for Shell Oil Co., and Don Charles, a chemist working for C & H. They were soon joined by Jack Borde and Elwyn Martin. Pleasant Hill High School provided several students under the leadership of instructor Norman McRae; they were Dennis Pisila, Ted Beeston, Bart Blakeslee, Larry Shaw. George Hutchison, and Chris Tuft. Ernie Wilson and David Steinmetz, students at DVC, also became active Moonwatchers.
Bill Greenwood's team held a number of fruitless observing sessions on various evenings. The predictions based on radio sightings weren't very accurate, and, as the Moonwatch people were learning, Moonwatching takes a hunter's skill and patience. Finally, one morning, several of the team members, Don Charles for one, spotted the Sputnik rocket naked eye in the morning twilight. It wasn't long before Bill got his team on the official record book, but a little quick California ingenuity had to be exercised. Down came the mast. The telescopes were swung out of their north-south line to other positions more suitable for tracking the Soviet satellites with their high orbital inclinations (they tended to travel in roughly north-south directions, thus you had little chance of intercepting them with a fan of telescopes oriented north-south). Eventually, the site was dismantled, and the telescopes sited at the homes of the more active observers.
Sputnik stirred up some excitement. I was a teenager at the time, and did a little Moonwatching myself from Randolph Air Force Base, near San Antonio Texas. Later, in 1959, 1 attended a convention of amateur astronomers in Denver, Colorado, and there met a number of West Coast enthusiasts, including some real spark plugs from what was called the Western Satellite Research Network (WSRM). This group helped coordinate all West Coast Moonwatch activities (MDAS belonged to it), and worked under contract to the U.S. Air Force. WSRN also fed their stuff to Leon Campbell at Smithsonian, but did a. lot of their own reductions. They didn't just say, "We saw 58 beta at 02:15UT at 47 deg N elevation from station 121:37 W, 37:48 N." They would have the pure, distilled orbital elements (height of perigee, inclination, eccentricity... stuff you need to grind out further predictions). I'm sure the Air Force was grateful. I think we learned a lot from the Moonwatch program. And Sputnik got the American space program out of its rut.
It also did a lot for high school physics and math courses. A bit late for yours truly, but in time to help a few bright lads on to promising careers in engineering and science. In those days, all a school principal had to do was whisper, "Sputnik!" Coffer lids would open. Kids who were sharp on their math weren’t considered nerds then. . .
Speaking of predictions, MDAS started getting into that game also. Don Charles and Dave Steinmets devised a graphical method for computing where to look for a satellite. The club also got involved with WSRN, which often gave more timely predictions than SAO, and enabled the observers to spend less time searching for satellites. I should also mention Dr. Art Leonard, an engineering professor from U.C. Davis, who did a lot of tracking on his own. I think he had a pretty strong influence on the observing methods of the Mt. Diablo group. Art set up a transit circle in the attic of his house, and used it for precise satellite timings, which he submitted to WSRN.
Jack Borde, who has a talent for things mechanical and optical, designed an eyepiece which would allow several observers to watch with overlapping fields of view, much like the old Moonwatch fence, only this time through a telescope of some considerable size. The game progressed from sighting large objects, such as the Sputnik rocket, to small ones, such as our own first satellites, or satellites in deep space orbits. That meant larger instruments, better predictions, and even more patience.
The MDAS Moonwatch team was ranked in the top ten Moonwatch teams by the SAO, and was specially commended by the Moonwatch coordinator, Dr. E.H. Kohn. Four team members: Jack Borde, Don Charles, Clarion Cochran, and Elwyn Martin, were especially prolific, having averaged some 3500 hours apiece between 1957 and 1963. Don Charles has continued the tradition down to the present day, submitting his observations to the North American Air Defense Command -(NORAD), later reorganized as the Deep Space Tracking Network (SAO got out of the game after about the mid '60's). Don and Art Leonard teamed up to find at least one lost satellite, the second Vanguard satellite to be successfully launched.
Moonwatch was not the only activity pursued by the Society in the early days: regular meetings of the Astronomical Society were held at Diablo Valley College, and a well-attended series of public lectures were held, covering various topics from calculation of comet orbits to constellation study. As Moonwatch diminished in prominence, other activities took its place. One activity which was pursued was the observation of "grazing lunar occultations."
A "graze" occurs when the moon's apparent course in the sky carries its limb across a fairly bright star. The star will be blocked perhaps by a mountain, reappear through a lunar valley, and then be blocked again. This phenomenon may be seen from a narrow path on the Earth's surface perhaps a mile wide. If a chain of observers with telescopes is set up along a line perpendicular to this path, different observers will see different patterns of disappearances and reappearance’s of the star. Someone too far out on the line will see a "miss”. The observers too far in towards the moon's shadow will perhaps see only a disappearance and reappearance. Those in between will observe sometimes a very complex sequence of flashes of the star as it shines through notches in the moon's Limb. If all these disappearances and reappearance’s are carefully recorded, say with a tape recorder together with a time signal (like the Moonwatch timings), then from our knowledge of the lunar profile (studied by an astronomer, C.V. Watts), we can pin down the orientation of the moon in the sky to a tiny traction of a second of arc (one second of arc = 1 / 1,296,000th of a circle). Better Knowledge of the moon's position means more refinement of the theory of lunar motion (which is quite complex), and this can lead (and has lead) to a better understanding of such things as the future evolution of the moon's orbit, the amount of drag caused by the Earth's tides, arid so forth.
The king of "grazes" is Dr. David Dunham who was at that time with the U.S. Naval Observatory. (Dave was a member of MDAS for a short while.) Dave Dunham, and his wife Joan, send out predictions and recommended locations for observing these events. It is up to amateur groups like MDAS to carry out the observations carefully and to report the results back to Dave, who reduces the data and provides a major scientific input toward the- refinement of lunar theory. Veteran MDAS observers of grazing occultations are Robert L. Chew, Jack Borde, Don Charles, Bill and Jim Carlson, Dan Godell, Lyle Beardsley, Gary Estep, Jeff May, Bob Kelley, James Buchanan, Jack Kosanke, and Mr. and Mrs. R.S. Landing.
As the sixties expired, many of these active people moved out of the area, or on to other more pressing responsibilities. The Society can boast of several of its members turning professional. Dave Steinmetz was one; he went on to Kitt Peak Observatory. Most of those Pleasant Hill High School students went on to careers in engineering. I know it pleases Dennis Pisila to realize that a piece of hardware he designed flew on the Ranger rocket, which impacted the moon in 1965. Jack Borde now runs an optical shop at Lawerence Berkeley Laboratories.
As the "old order changeth" so did the fortunes of MDAS. With the loss of some of the old members, arid the winding down of the Moonwatch program, membership dropped. The club lost its use of QVC facilities, so meetings were held at residences of the various club members. Without a central meeting place for the Society, membership dropped further.
When Roger Griggs and Elmer Bricca discovered the MDAS, the meetings were being held at the Odd Assortment, owned by Owen Duraen. You have to bring your own chairs, or sit on crates or old radio chassis. The Odd Assortment, behind the Post Office in Pacheco, needs to be seen to be believed. It is a telescope nut's paradise. If you are an electronics tinkerer, this is also a good place to be. Owen is more than happy to let you rummage for the day in his life's accumulation of optics and Electromechanical gizmos. Don't expect a hard sell; you won't get it from Owen. He'd rather talk about the next telescope maker's convention at Riverside, or what they observed last week up at Morgan Territory (one of the last dark sky sites anywhere near t. he Bay Area).
There were about enough club members to fill the posts required by the constitution. Mew members were generally recruited by Owen, from the customers that visited his store. There was a distinctive quality about this handful of people who kept the spark glowing. Like their predecessors, they liked to observe. They were eager to explore the heavens. They were skillful in the art of "star hopping" from the familiar star patterns to the unfamiliar. They could locate faint, elusive galaxies or trace out the diffuse Network Nebula as it ran its course along the Milky Way. This sort of work required the dark skies of Mt. Diablo, Black Diamond Regional Park, or the Morgan Territory Land Bank near Livermore.
Visual astronomy is akin to bird watching. First there is a matter of luck: good weather, steady atmosphere, and finding a dark enough site. The rare bird you seek requires some skillful matching of stars on the chart with those in the eyepiece, which are apt to be rotated into a strange-looking configuration. There are stars on the sky that don't show up on the chart; sometimes the eye makes out patterns that don't resemble those on the chart. Finally, it takes a trained eye to glance to one side (letting the rods in the retina do the looking) to bring out faint, wispy details. A glimpse of a distant galaxy is awesome when you reflect on the enormous distance at which it lies. Tracing out the delicate features of a gaseous nebula reveals a beauty that can only compare to that of an elusive, unusual bird. You learn to tune out the discomforts of a winter's night. It helps to observe with a group of like-minded folks, at a "star party. " "Hey, I've got M51 in my eight-incher!" announces one person. Everyone drops by the get a glimpse of the spiral galaxy with its faint companion. "Come over and take a look at M57 in mine," says someone else. M57 looks like a perfect smoke ring; it is the atmosphere shed by an aging star, and then lighted by the intense blue and ultraviolet radiation from its dying core. If you observe by yourself you can perhaps view several such objects in an hour; if you observe in a group, many more can be seen, since you share the business of locating things and finding the suitable eyepiece and filter for showing them to advantage.
Don Charles stayed with the Society during this period. in the mid—seventies, Jack Borde again became active, and took over the frequent hosting of meetings at his home. His wife, Judy, took over the mailing of newsletters, and the Bordes frequently hosted meetings at their home, which sported a backyard observatory with an unusual telescope built by Jack (an Art Leonard design). Dr. Walter Carr, Judson Kern, Craig Gundy, Dan Holden, Linda and Ray Bryant, were some of the folks active in MDAS at this time. In 1978, an old member, Dennis Pisila, took over the Society newsletter, and that lively one—page bulletin has helped get out the word and stir up interest ever since.
Roger Griggs, Charles O'Bryan, Steven Pittman, Jon Wilson, Randy Cunningham, Elmer Bricca, Walter Carr, Jack Borde, Owen Durden, and Don Charles were prominent in the Society during the late seventies and early eighties. They were soon joined by Ron Wagner, LeRoy Wiens. Glen Rickerd, and Mike Harms. The Society started heading in a somewhat different direction: public education. Public star parties were given at Black Diamond Regional Park, Yosemite. and even downtown Concord. The response was gratifying. It is astounding to see how many folks out there have never had the pleasure of looking at Saturn through a telescope and seeing the rings, the Cassini division, the cloud bands, and satellites. The moon with its rugged face is always a crowd stopper, and Jupiter a sell-out. MDAS membership started growing. A permanent meeting place was located: Citicorp Bank graciously consented to allow the Society the use of its. board room in the Tice Valley Road building in Walnut Creek, which is still the meeting place to this day. There you can find us every second Tuesday of the month at 7:50 pm.
It was there where I caught up with the Society a few years ago.I desperately needed help with the Mt. Diablo park programs. It had also suggested to Rich Gililland, then Supervising Ranger at the Park, and Bob Hare, with the California Department of Parks and Recreation in Sacramento, that perhaps a small observatory could be constructed on the Mountain. It got favorable mention in the draft Interpretive Prospectus for the Mt. Diablo General Plan. Perhaps the Society would be interested in this project as well. I joined MDAS in 1985.
Soon thereafter arrived the Comet. Comet Halley captured the imagination of the public, and made demands upon our fledgling interpretive program. The Society was pressed into service giving public shows on the Mountain; they responded enthusiastically to this; the only uncooperative element in the plan was the weather, which managed to ruin most of our observing sessions. We had a couple of good nights in December 1985, with a public attendance totaling over 200 people (in fact, the Park Rangers were forced to limit the crowd to. this number because of parking problems). We had one other program, hastily put together out at Mitchell Canyon. It rained cats and dogs, but we had a crowd of 75 standing out there getting wet, in hopes of seeing Halley. Some got discouraged and left, but at about 6:30 in the evening the skies suddenly cleared, and we got in some excellent views of the Comet before it set in the evening sky. Halley was rapidly approaching perihelion, and had just sprouted a faint trace of a tail.
I'd like to take the credit for re-introducing the Society to the Mountain, but probably Halley deserves it more than I. We entered upon an informal agreement with the Park to provide monthly star programs during good weather; the Park allowed MDAS members access to Pioneer Campground; the Society thus came home to the Mountain for which it is named.


Jerry Hudson