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Northern Lights
This was the best night yet, in the Yukon. I got a tip about the northern lights showing up this particular night. It meant staying up late and then heading out into the bitter cold. I needed to get away from the city lights and head out into the open wilderness. At 10:45 pm I bundled up and went out to the end of my driveway, away from all the trees and looked up to see and incredible green rainbow arching over my home to the north. Yep it was starting. I went back in the house and then shut off all the lights to see if I could actually see them from my living room window. I woke Brad up to see them and then warmed the truck up for a short drive north. It was cold....about -28 but no wind...yeah!
By the time I got to Horse Creek Road and parked....they were on fire.
There really are no words to describe the experience of the sky changing colours
and waves of light slowely swirling around in different directions.
It was so cold I had to keep hopping in the car to warm up.
It took me a few tries to figure out how to get the image
but for my first try...I think I did pretty good.
I am excited for the next opportunity, and to take Brad with me.
Next time I am going to actually lay on the ground to take it all in.
What was I thinking?
Maybe when I am 80
I can reflect on how soft and smooth my hands actually looked.
Sourdough Rendezvous
There were some very odd events at the Sourdough Rendezvous that took place on the last weekend of February. Indicitive of the north, no doubt. There was a flour packing contest, axe throwing, log cutting, snow sculpturing, one dog pulls, Can Can dancers, hairy leg contests, and more. It was a bitterly cold day with wind gusting along the river. Too say it was cold is an understatement. People braved the elements by not only dressing warm but by covering up almost every exposed piece of skin. I was grateful for the heated tent that housed the entertainment. Here are some bizarre moments, a look at some of the sculptures and even one of me.
This is the flour packing contest. Quite the contraption to get them ready.
Even with just one bag of flour it was already 450 lbs.
I NEVER turn down a chance to cook and eat, a marshmallow.
Even when it is about -35 degrees.
Heading home
On the ferry back from Juneau to Skagway, Alaska....was this little island
in the middle of the strait....and a building with a 360 degree view of
mountains on both sides.....Amazing.
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