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My neighbour and
hunting buddy, Will B.Joy - one of the most experienced,
successful, yet modest desert meteorite hunters within
the collecting community today. |
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Bicycles were the best
way of getting around the strewnfield. Great for getting
in and out of the industrial estate, carparks, loading
bays without drawing too much attention, dirt tracks,
forest lanes, and just about anywhere. |
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This was a very tough
strewnfield to hunt, much like here in the UK. Crops,
weeds, and dense forest, where we had to crawl through
the undergrowth, looking for hidden black rocks and holes
in the ground. Bob Haag found a snake, which put us all
on our guard.
A huge lake sits right in the middle of the distribution
ellipse, meaning that half of the strewnfield is
unsearchable and it's meteorites lost forever. |
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It rained for about 40
minutes on Tuesday morning. It was the first real rain
for several weeks, and we wondered if it might draw house
owners' attention to any meteoritic roof holes that had
started to leak. Later that day, we called into the local
newspaper offices and heard that the Unil warehouse
building in the industrial estate had reported a leaking
roof to a roof repairer, who had then found a meteorite
wedged in the roofing insulation.
This picture shows the beginnings of the repair job, just
before the meteorite had been noticed. |
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There were 2 layers of
bitumen roofing felt, a thick layer of Rockwool
insulation, a few inches of polystyrene insulation board,
and another layer of bitumen felt. All of this was just
about the perfect cushion for a falling meteorite, and
the stone itself was saved - almost perfectly fusion
crusted, apart from two or three tiny dinks on the
corners (see pictures below). |
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There were a couple of camera
crews, news photographers and reporters on the roof, plus
a whole bunch of excited meteorite people. |
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Compass, GPS,
punched hole, and the star of the show itself. |
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The beautiful meteorite. The
bubbly underside is the punched-out layer of bitumen
roofing felt, which fits perfectly onto the bottom of the
meteorite. |
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Here's a hi-res close-up
of the Unil meteorite. |
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Probably the greatest
photograph in the whole history of meteoritics. |
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Removing some
souvenirs for the museum. |
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Guess who? |
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The roof repairer,
removing more souvenirs before fixing the damage.
Hopefully, he was paid by the hour! |
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Morten Bilet and Rob
Elliott.
Apart from the chance finds by local residents, only 2
meteorites have been found by meteorite hunters to date.
Both were Norwegian hunters who were out there
purposefully searching - Morten Bilet and Mike Mazur.
Great work guys! |
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Bob Haag, me, and the
meteorite.
In the early evening, I ran into Bob (almost literally)
in the strewnfield again, while cycling down a steep hill.
I'm not sure who was the most knackered - Bob stomping up
the hill, or me peddling down it on that bloody bike.
Luckily, Pizzas and liquid refreshment ensued for several
hours of apres-hunt relaxation, alongside Moss harbour,
into the small hours of the next morning. |
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Bob, Will, me and the
meteorite.
Notice how I wouldn't put the meteorite down, or let
anyone else hold it :-) |
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Norwegian televison astronomer,
Knut Jørgen Røed Ødegaard |
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Heading out into the
forest for more hunting, we passed by the Johansen home,
where a 750g meteorite had hit a plum tree, breaking off
several branches. We looked kinda suspicious hanging
around outside someone's home; no-one was home but there
were neighbours out in their gardens, so we backed off
and took some photographs from the forest track. |
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The meteorite plum
tree in the rear garden. |
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Back home again after
passing through 3 different airports, during Britain's
recent terrorist alert. The security and the delays were
a nightmare, but we made it ok.
Our thanks to Norway and all of the bemused Norwegian
folk who chatted and helped us with information during
our hunt, all without hesitation. |