The VLA is a beautiful, alien sight, the arms of the array forming different, shifting patterns from every angle. The dishes point their heads towards the sky like fragile white daisies in a meadow, seeking radio waves from distant sources rather than solar photons. The interferometer is set on a flat, dusty plain, populated with jack-rabbits and tumbleweed, and enclosed by faint purple mountains. The sky was brightest blue, scattered with fluffy cotton-wool clouds, which reflected the white of the antennae.
Climbing the lower parts of the antenna, the metal stairs swayed and shook, and the breeze was cool. Further up, under the dish, there is a ladder to the top. I managed to be the first one up, and the brightness of the white dish and the blue sky are incredible. The metal sheets which form the dish feel fragile, and creak when they are stepped on. It was magic... and I also got to wear a hard hat.
Climbing the lower parts of the antenna, the metal stairs swayed and shook, and the breeze was cool. Further up, under the dish, there is a ladder to the top. I managed to be the first one up, and the brightness of the white dish and the blue sky are incredible. The metal sheets which form the dish feel fragile, and creak when they are stepped on. It was magic... and I also got to wear a hard hat.