"He stalks the aurora. Like actually. He's not just obsessed, he stalks it..." That's how Jen cut off my words while talking to the waitress at Boston Pizza once we'd got into town. I guess checking the aurora activity several times every single day for months sort of... quantifies that doesn't it.
So when Jen called me on her break as usual late Monday evening, and the first thing I said (yelled) when I picked up the phone to her was "WHAT ARE THE CHANCES OF YOU DROPPING EVERYTHING AND FLYING UP TO FORT NELSON WITH ME TOMORROW FOR A NIGHT?!", she should've known exactly what was up. ...I was stalking the aurora, and watching a geomagnetic field storm from my computer monitor which was not acceptable. I was going North to see the lights, and she was coming with me.
Something to the tune of not being packed, missing work, missing class, not having a flight, not having accommodation, and not sure how this was going to come together gave us a sort of exhilaration we couldn't quite put to words. We knew what it was all about though, we knew even before we left we love to travel together and love to be spontaneous together. We love just being. It doesn't matter if we're sitting in Waves Coffee - her working away on school papers, me on the editing of something, or if we're hundreds of kilometres away standing alone at the edge of a forest in the middle of the Canadian North under those majestic northern lights. And, to see her face absolutely light up when I pointed North at a very faint green band over the city lights as we were walking down the Alaska highway... it gave me the utmost joy & appreciation for another little moment win. So we ran down the highway, up a muddy hill to the edge of the forest and spent the next four hours just being.