Sitting at the computer last night, I had given up any hope that we’d have any good aurora this weekend, so I started writing a trip plan for 2015. I flipped to my tab with the RGB real-time camera stationed at Poker Flat in Chatanika and the sky suddenly turned green. Only a few minutes before it was blank. I grabbed my camera and tripod and ran out the door, for what turned out to be a 3 hour long walk in -20° F temps (some of the coldest we’ve had this year).
The full moon illuminated our snow-covered forest. It was magical.
I finally made my way home to catch the end of the Saturday Night Live re-run. While editing some of these photos another bright band whipped down from the north. I slipped on my boots. They were soaking wet. Some snow got in earlier and I didn’t notice. Every step sloshed. Walking down the road for a second time; slosh, slosh, slosh. I cringed, turned around, and just took a few photos from our front porch.
Some will end up in my aurora borealis gallery.