I’m kicking myself like crazy today.
Somehow I missed the memo that the Northern Lights would be visible in my neck of the woods this past weekend. I don’t know how I missed it because now it seems like it was EVERYWHERE. My allergies were kicking my ass most of the week, so maybe I was just in a Benadryl fog? It boggles my mind.
Anyway, I woke up Saturday morning (after one of the worst nights of sleep in my LIFE) to hundreds of amazing pictures from everyone from my sister to classmates 5 states away. I went to a couple graduation parties on Saturday and I got to hear all about the lights from even more people. Yay.
I did a little reading once I got home, and the lights were supposed to be out Saturday night too! So, at 10pm I set out from my house with my cell phone in tow. I found a field driveway a few miles north of town and I set up shop. I sat there until 11pm and I did not see a damn thing. All I saw were a few sets of headlights slowing down as they drove past, probably wondering who I was and what I was doing in a field driveway at 10:30 at night.
So I’m pretty disappointed with myself today. I can’t believe I missed this! My only consolation is that it’s likely I’ll have more opportunities to see them before I die. Depending on what time of year we go to Iceland, that may be a good opportunity. Or there will be more solar storms in 17 years. Or maybe I’ll go to Alaska someday? I guess this is going on the bucket list now.
Sigh.