The Anticipation Game

It was the night of the gentle build. Hours of anticipation toward a potentially beautiful breakup. Finally a few hours in, it was happening. Spectacular and a few times repeated.

The Not Quite Night

After almost solid overcast skies all day, the weather tried really hard to clear overnight. And for a good amount of time, it did. The auroral conditions, some hours earlier, were again very, very good. But as night rolled around to Yellowknife, things changed just enough to quiet the lights right down until eventually everywhere was again eaten up by cloud. Some nights we are very lucky, others not as much, and that’s just the way the story goes.

Landscapes Coloured Pink

I am absolutely convinced that this is the most beautiful thing in the entire world.

Those Conversations

Nights like Wednesday are not easy to follow up at the best of times. It’s the time for the ‘she is always beautiful, just very different night to night’ conversations.
While last night we ran up and down the highway balancing the weather right now with what it will be in twenty minutes against auroral conditions that should peak relatively soon - maybe? could have been a little underwhelming to 24 hours earlier, it was beautiful - stressful and exhilarating.

The Buildup and a Whirlwind

11 in the morning and I remember looking at satellite images for this coming night already, and there were clear skies the size of the Yukon. Over the Yukon. But it was moving east, it was only a question of if it would push as far as us, and in time. But it did, barely, and in one of the fastest passing nights I ever remember having on tour, I basically blinked and it was 1:15am. The skies had clouded back over and the feeling of having just watched pink and purple and green dance everywhere above us was something you couldn’t forgot.