I'm aiming at Mars!

And when did you manage to catch a glimpse of the sky in our parts...

You really have to be that dedicated to the hunt?! Back in my younger days, I sometimes dabbled in winter observations too. But now... the snow, the frost—just imagining how my feet will freeze, how the icy metal will burn my fingers, how all the cables and plastic will turn brittle in the cold—no way! Count me out!

I'm keeping an eye on things slowly. In Troitsk, it's close! Enthusiasm won't let me rest!
I'm 51... I don't consider myself old yet. Proper clothing. I don't go out in extreme cold)) winters are warmer now.