I still can’t believe it: 15 years of being addicted to capturing the night sky. Did you know this addiction all started with my first bear encounter? Back in 2010, while hiking the Pacific Crest Trail, a bear came into my camp and rubbed his nose against my tent. The moment I felt him brush my rain fly, I yelled out my famous “bear yell,” and it bolted out of camp. I got out of my tent to have a look around, and there it was: the Milky Way was crashing into the mountains, fully illuminated by moonlight. It was the single most beautiful sight these eyes had ever experienced… at least back then. After 15 years of keeping this addiction going strong, I’ve been incredibly fortunate to experience even more magical nights. One experience I’ll never forget was witnessing the Aurora Borealis over the jagged peaks in Grand Teton National Park.…