A quick check in on spring melt
A year ago, I couldn’t understand how beautiful the end of April and beginning of May was here. I was in it but I couldn’t make sense of it.
I struggled every night choosing between playoff hockey double headers or long countryside sunset drives and drone flights. The sunset chases and changes in the ice drove me night after night into the latest hours of the night with a chest so full of love it constantly felt like it was going to explode. But it was not always like this.
“I always hated May so much.”
There was a time not long ago when almost the day after my last April aurora chase in Yellowknife, I would be fulfilling an itch to leave the territory as fast as I possibly could to go south until summer was in full swing and there wasn’t a trace of the dusty, uncomfortably bright and underwhelmingly dead countryside of May.
But May in Whitehorse cannot go slow enough. I wish the nights would last forever, and there’s nowhere I’d rather be than here. This weekend was the perfect opportunity to check in on the progress of spring, and all of what I fell so in love with a year ago is right on schedule. I never love losing the aurora for the summer, but as she begins to inevitably fade into later and later and everlasting sunsets and sunrises for the next few months, I am so ready for these magical evenings that are just ahead.
