Back in September I flew up to Whitehorse with the hope of witnessing the northern lights. Understanding just how many factors had to work together in order for this to happen (most of all the weather), we lowered our expectations and ensured we planned other activities at Yukon Wildlife Preserve. We saw deer, elk, muskox, foxes, wild sheep and caribou. The lynx were too shy so we missed those, and the moose and mountain goats were just too damn ugly to photograph.
We also were treated to some incredible autumn foliage. Summer is my favourite season back home, but in Canada it’s the season which follows.
After the wildlife tour, we went out the following two nights to try and spot the aurora. At 10 pm we piled into a van and were driven 30 minutes out of town to a field with cabins and campfires. I set up my tripod and camera and started snapping shots of the stars, assuming this would be all I manage to photograph. Fortunately at around 2 am the magic started dancing across the sky and I’d ticked another item off my bucket list.
