The weather initially was classically unpredictable. Or as we say, just another August night.
But as the aurora grew, the weather grew more and more perfect. There are nights in the winter where I know we’d be the luckiest to have just a hazy cloud with still decent transparency. We weren’t ever trapped under anything resembling an overcast sky, but the imperfection didn’t last so long anyway. Soon enough the sky clarity above us was perfect and the aurora just wouldn’t stop. She danced and danced all over the sky and it was ridiculously beautiful. I could even say I achieved a nice balance between taking photos and actually watching it.