So, how do we come home after just a single night away, and begin to try and describe this experience to our friends, family... blog stalkers? There really aren't any combination of words, no matter how eloquently put together, that can bring you this experience. I can talk for hours about the way the aurora dances across the sky, entire sky, or about how it will just pulsate itself into existence out of nowhere, but it isn't anything you can imagine, or take my word for. Absolutely, these photographs are gorgeous and they may give a slight sense of what I'm all about when I light up entirely as I talk about my experiences under the northern lights, but, what it's really about for me, are those moments... Those moments of wrapping my arms around Jen while we stare straight up, and just about feel as though the aurora is dancing just for us.
And while a weekday break to Fort Nelson doesn't quite have the same natural romantic ring as a weekend break to Venice, Italy does - it did for us, and it was more. It was romantic in a way that was perfect to us, and standing in a mix of mud, snow & slush for four hours certainly won't do it for some, but it did for us.
Here's a little something I put together that gives you a slight sense of our evening when the lights didn't immediately dance right across the sky and out of my frame ;) Enjoy.