The beginning of summer hibernation

Passing the middle of April there was still no sign of the ice roads reaching their end, and despite my grumpiness about the half metre of snow still in my north facing backyard, deep inside I was happy for the continuing cold keeping these ice roads around for this little while longer.

But with my last tour behind me, I was wasting little time savouring cosy nights at home in bed, writing these posts and catching up on so much of the rest of life, including hours and hours on my yoga mat without a care in the world.

This slower pace left space for aurora chases if I felt like it, just because, and on this night the conditions were all just perfect to make one last run into the night to my favourite lake for such a beautiful few hours.