THIS WAS ALL REALLY JUST SORT OF AN ACCIDENT...
In 2007, I stumbled into a Norwegian aurora chaser, who wasn't trying to guide tours, or inspire anyone to the best thing they've ever done in their life, but it was so. And after several visits, countless nights aurora chasing, and a few weeks or months with one of the most amazing aurora chasers in the world, Kjetil Skogli in Tromsø, Norway - I decided at 3am in the front seat driving back to town from the countryside, watching the aurora through the windscreen of his car with everyone else sleeping in the back, that all I wanted was to one day follow in his footsteps. This is the still surreal unfolding of that.
BUT, BEFORE ALL THAT
More than a few years ago, I was taking photos on top of a dirt hill looking down over a fence and onto a runway at Vancouver International Airport. Quickly, that evolved just months later to commuting to the airport for work everyday with my camera bag on my shoulder, loading airplane bellies with 32kg suitcases, conveniently arming me with flight benefits and airside access for photography.
A LOVE STORY
I remember well and will never forget arriving in Akureyri, Iceland to the red heart traffic lights, just as I'll always remember the northern lights on one side of the sky and a volcano erupting on the other a year and a half, and second trip to Iceland later. But it didn't all begin in Iceland, although my favourite guesthouse ever did begin the Sean's Guesthouse inspiration in Skogar. In any case, this is the 8 year unfolding of my Yellowknife dream.