Nervous anticipation
I’m not sure which of us was more nervous, and we were all allowed to be about the weather, but for everything else, it had to stay hidden inside. No nervous energy, no obvious hints, nothing out of the usual. Just another night on tour.
For months since the summer, we emailed back and forth over this night. There was so little we could control, but we were as prepared as we could be.
I felt lucky by comparison. I mostly knew about the weather, I knew the aurora conditions were favourable, and I knew all of what was coming, which was one of the most beautiful moments in life. I was glowing on the inside, but that was my secret until later.
In the most typical Whitehorse fashion, the forecasts weren’t great, but reality in the countryside was much, much better. We took an early start on the evening to chase clear sky up north and separate us from incoming cloud as well as we could. Our timing with the aurora looked good for the night. And the rest was just in the perfection of these two.
There is nothing I love more than love.
With clouds closing in on us, and us closing in on 3am, our night ended with one final indulgence of perfection. An auroral breakup danced beautifully overhead, and to end this night in such a way just has to make you want to believe in that inexplicable magic of life.
