The Difference of 24 Hours

Last night was all sorts of backwards. Unexpected cloudy skies and reaaaaally good auroral conditions. We’re never going to be perfect, and cloudy nights are hard enough, but to know there are perfect auroral conditions up there just sticks a dagger in the young heart.

Tonight, however, was something else. Despite it earlier in the afternoon seemingly like auroral conditions just wouldn’t budge into anything more favourable, at one last check as we were leaving town revealed a very different story unfolding. And that story unfolded toward the end of the Ingraham Trail, well away from incoming cloud, hour after hour.

Sean NormanOctober