The Failed Aurora Hunt
Sometimes events turns out differently than you expect, possibly in a quite funny way; the kind of event which is usually not enjoyed in the present but can carve indelible memories into your mind, memories that are enjoyable to share with friends over a good glass of wine/beer/–choose your favorite drink– …
Tonight, Jamie, an English photographer I met in Inari, proposes to me that I join him for an aurora hunt. I accept his offer with pleasure. We barely sit in the car when we decide to head north. A few minutes later, we decide that we will give Norway a try. First stop : Karasjok, the Sámiest city in Norway. Unfortunately, the weather is definitely not great, and we will continue further north. Sea is not that far and might provide us better conditions. Let’s try and make a trip to Lakselv!
Weather is getting worse and worse. Temperature rises up to +4˚C. Suddenly, in the sky, green colors show up … Haha, just kidding! Everything is grey and we can not see further than the end of the car lights and something begins to fall from the sky. It is of course not a question of these beautiful little white flakes paralyzing European countries one after each other these days. No, it is only a question of good old rain, in Northern Norway in mid-January … Who would have believed it?
This rain becomes snow when we arrive in Lakselv. A thick snow. Actually, a good snowstorm as we like it… No more choice than to turn around after more than two and a half hours of hope on the dark wintry roads of Finland and Norway… Tonight will be aurora-free. However, we will definitely not go back with empty hands. It’s out of the question! We then decide to photograph the famous Sámi parliament of Karasjok, this same parliament I already enjoyed photographing this summer.
In the end, no green dancers but a nice little adventure and good company. And, icing on the cake, an unexpected encounter with reindeers and their cubs on the way back. Isn’t life beautiful? :)