I visited a stellar phenomenon in which electricity arced between clusters of spikey crystalline structures within a cloud of stardust, a space thunderstorm.
It’s a good job there are plenty of sights on the way. Most of the time I won’t see anyone else in deep space until I get to a designated basecamp at the end of a week’s route. Pit stops on the highway that leads to Colonia, the galaxy’s second bubble of civilisation (a remote region that developers Frontier encouraged players to colonise during several community events). After we left the Omega Mining Operation I assumed we wouldn’t see a port until we got our new station up and running, but there were still isolated outposts like Eagle’s Landing and Polo Harbour. My ship averages a 37ly jump and the distance between waypoints can be between 4000 - 7000 light years. The organisers of the trip have done a good job of parcelling out the waypoints, so we’re not taking on too much at once. I was arrested shortly afterwards, but I’ll get to that.Īs a fleet, we’re now 25,000 light years from Sol and it hasn’t felt as overwhelming as I’d feared. So I treated myself to some proper ground coffee to celebrate my arrival at Sagittarius A*, the supermassive black hole in the centre of our galaxy, and was feeling pretty good about myself. The Tesco Gold coffee I was drinking in my last report has since been jettisoned out the airlock (I need to make my trips to the bins exciting somehow). It’s still not wholly assembled, but I imagine it has that new car smell.
After innumerable jumps, my ship, the Roisin Dubh, has finally docked within the metal confines of that new station, the Explorer’s Anchorage.
For those not following my adventures, I’m part of the Distant Worlds 2 expedition, a ragtag group of Elite Dangerous explorers who have set out to cross the galaxy and construct a new space station at its core, a safe haven for all those pilots who find themselves far from home. It has been two months since I set off to reach the centre of the galaxy.
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