Northern Lights Forecast

A preview of tomorrow's essay on the "Little Dipper"

It was the best of nights, it was the worst … ok, ok, it wasn’t that bad but sometimes when I read blogs on other people’s sites, it seems like the sun is always shining, the hair is always perfect, the bugs never bite, and the northern lights dance on command.

In truth, life isn’t like that, or at least mine isn’t.

So in tomorrow’s essay on the “Little Dipper” I will share with you the stories of two separate nights out chasing the northern lights aboard our boat.

Before we bought our little C-Dory, I long had visions of being out on Lake Superior at night with the aurora shimmering in ribbons tangling themselves in the stars above. Spoiler alert: that happens in both of the stories. But, tomorrow’s story isn’t about the fickleness of the northern lights so much as it is about what it is like sometimes for us mere mortals stumbling and bumbling beneath them.

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— Jeff