–part 9 of the essay One year on Mt. Wendelstein–

After a long and productive night, one of my highlights is watching the sunrise in the morning which announces the end of my shift. Since there is nobody here besides the observer, I put on classical music from Bruckner and sit outside for half an hour while liquid nitrogen is refilled in the telescope. Nearby Ammersee is sometimes illuminated by the rising sun and this was the case here.