Not Every Paradise is Tropical

Due to heightened solar activity, 2025 promised to be a spectacular year for Northern Lights. Greenland consistently ranks among the top five places in the world to witness the aurora, so in November we set out on a two-week adventure to the “World’s Largest Island.”

on our way to Greenland!

We chose the capital city of Nuuk as our home base and Steve’s Airbnb was perfect: offering a cabin-style house in “Old Nuuk,” with an oceanfront view and within easy walking distance to shops and grocery stores.

Steve’s cabin-style house in Old Nuuk
view from Steve’s deck

You can find his listing here:

Waterfront 2-Story House 6 people – Houses for Rent in Nuuk, Sermersooq Kommune, Greenland – Airbnb

We arrived to chilly wind and rain.

Welcome to Nuuk!

But the following day, we were greeted with milder weather and set out to explore. It was interesting to leave the house at 8:30 am when it was still dark and witness the gradual lightening of the sky around 10:00. By 4:00 pm, it was dark again.

Despite the short day, the city was beautiful, and we found several subjects to photograph.

That afternoon, I walked down to the sea below our Airbnb. I asked a woman if I could cross through what I thought was her yard. She gestured broadly and said, “The land is for everyone.”

boats in the fjord – we learned later these small, open boats were hunting seals

The next morning, we met Captain Ilasaiq (pronounced e-liss-E-ah), guide Ida, and fellow-traveler Patrick at the Tidewater Steps for a fishing charter. It took about an hour for the “Juliane” to reach the fishing area, and along the way, we spotted a seal that quickly dove beneath the surface, a white-tailed sea eagle, and centuries-old icebergs.

Captain Ilasaiq and guide Ida on board the “Juliane”

The rugged, beautiful landscape gave us a sense of how truly untamed and remote this country is.

the rugged, beautiful landscape!
waterfall near our fishing spot

I asked Ida to indicate on the map where we were, and that gave us an understanding of how truly vast this country is. We had traveled for over an hour, but on the map it looked like we had barely moved at all!

Nuuk in relation to the fishing area

The sea was calm, and as Capt. Ilasaiq maneuvered us into position the sun broke through the clouds, lighting the towering mountains around us.

anchored at the fishing area

Ida demonstrated how to use the Greenlandic fishing gear, and we dropped our lines into 400 ft of water.

old school Greenlandic fishing gear

Almost immediately, we started catching fish! Patrick reeled in a cod and a redfish,

Patrick catches a redfish and a cod

Followed by TG doing the same.

Then it was my turn, and I caught the biggest redfish of all! The hour flew by, and before we knew it, it was time to head back.

the biggest redfish of all!

What a fun day we had! Between the three of us, we caught a dozen cod and redfish. Our only regret was that we had no place to clean ours, but Capt. Ilasaiq was more than happy to take them off our hands.

Capt Ilasaiq, Ida, & TG

The forecast for that night called for clearing skies, so we stayed up in anticipation. The predicted KP was low – only a 1-2, but we knew that this far north would give us a decent chance should the Lady decide to dance. Sure enough, around 9 pm, TG got the alert on his Aurora App: “If skies are clear, you might be able to see the aurora.”

Peeking outside, we saw green ribbons streaking across the sky! We bundled up against the cold, grabbed our tripods, and spent the next few hours shooting what we came for:  the Northern Lights!

With the pressure off, we focused on Nuuk’s public art, which includes schools of fish, giant seals, Inuit legends, and impactful murals, all reflecting Greenlandic culture.

We walked by Kaassassuk every time we went to town. It marks the beginning of a pedestrian walkway with multiple shops, restaurants, and businesses.

Kaassassuk with Nuuk Center and pedestrian walkway

The sculpture depicts the orphan, Kaassassuk, who was humiliated and bullied until he met the Lord of Power. According to the legend, Kaassassuk was flung by the Lord of Power until he gained unconquerable powers.

The first time we visited Sassuma Arnaa, Mother of the Sea, was at low tide, and the entire sculpture was visible. In Inuit mythology, she rules over all sea creatures. When angered by disrespect for nature, her long black hair becomes tangled, trapping the animals and leaving the people without food.

The sculpture depicts an angakkoq (shaman) combing her hair and calming her spirit to restore balance and free the animals once again. When we went back at high tide later in the week, only her shoulders and head were visible above the waves.

Mother of the Sea at high tide

“Loading” is a mural by Greenlandic artist Inuk Højgaard. His inspiration was the striking difference between the “big city” of Nuuk and the rest of Greenland.

About a third of Greenland’s total population lives in Nuuk, making it a central hub with amenities like an extensive bus service, banks, high-rises, and supermarkets offering most items found back home.

Greenland Bank

In the small, scattered villages throughout the rest of the country, residents still maintain more traditional ways of life.

the abandoned village of Qoornoq

The Inussuk stands with a view of the colonial harbor and fjord. In Greenlandic, the word means cairn or “something that looks like a human being.” The three columns twist and lean against each other, united at the top, to symbolize the people of Greenland in the North, East, and West – joining and supporting each other. The stones that make up the sculpture are from all over Greenland.

Inussuk

We also discovered several “unofficial” installations. But because street art is seen as a democratic right, these works are supported by the city.

The night of Nov 24 turned out better than we could have imagined. The aurora came out around 7:30 pm, and we literally cried for the beauty of it. It kept going until, overwhelmed and exhausted, we went to bed at 1:30 am. I woke up at 3:00, and the Lady was still dancing! It was everything we had hoped for, and we both ended up with a photo set of our dreams, making it a truly memorable night.

The next day, we went in search of a mural I had seen on the Visit Nuuk Facebook page. We stopped in at a bank and ended up chatting with Pani. She is Kalaallit (Inuit) and confessed that she still gets emotional every time she sees the aurora.

we finally found my muskox mural in the Tusass Administration Building

That night turned out to be another one for the books.

The aurora once again gave us a show beyond our wildest dreams, beginning early at 6:30 pm and wrapping up by 10 pm, so I could still get a good night’s sleep before my adventure the next day.

90 minutes of GoPro in “Night Lapse” mode, condensed into 23 seconds

I had booked a 6-hour ice fjord cruise while TG chose to stay in town. Once we were underway, Captain Angunnguaq (“sweet little man”) and guide Pakkutannguaq (“person who is being hugged”) gave us a quick briefing.

We stopped beneath a massive glacier to admire a frozen waterfall, while a harp seal rested on a nearby iceberg.

little harp seal on a nearby iceberg

About ten minutes later, we passed the abandoned fishing village of Qoornoq, which is now used for summer vacation homes.

Qoornoq

As we journeyed onward, the morning sun painted the sky a beautiful pink over the towering icebergs.

Moving deeper into the fjord, the sea became frozen, and Pakku explained how our Finnish-designed boat was built to break through the ice.

plowing through the frozen sea!

Up ahead, a tiny dot gradually took the shape of a ringed seal. But just as we got close enough for photos, she disappeared beneath the surface.

ringed seal

Eventually, the ice became too thick to continue, and we stopped at the edge of a vast, white shelf, sparkling in the bright sunshine.

a vast white shelf

Capt. Angunn anchored the boat and, after outfitting us with survival jackets, invited us to step out onto it.

Then it was time for a few brave souls to take an arctic plunge. Pakku said you can survive for 29 minutes in the frigid water, but no one lasted more than a few seconds!

Brrrrr!

It took about two hours to return to Nuuk, and as I said goodbye, I was thankful for another beautiful day spent connecting with nature.

Pakku & me

The next morning, we woke up to a fresh blanket of snow, turning Nuuk into a winter wonderland.

a winter wonderland!

It was Thanksgiving Day, which this year coincided with our wedding anniversary. We spent the day exploring the Nuuk Art Museum.

We enjoyed a lunch of smoked halibut sandwiches at Café Esmeralda and took advantage of the holiday sales for some souvenir/Christmas shopping.

I have to give a special shout-out to the lovely ladies at Tupilak Travel for all their friendliness and hospitality over our two-week visit!

Tupilak Travel – the best shop in Nuuk!

Before we left for Greenland, we studied the aurora forecast and weather reports, knowing that both would be crucial to our success. We needed strong geomagnetic activity and clear skies, and we hoped to experience at least one good aurora night during our two-week stay.

Aurora Pro app looked good for the days we would be there!

We had read that winter typically arrives in Nuuk around the end of November, and by the evening of the 28th, the town was indeed covered in snow. With more snowfall predicted for the rest of our stay, we weren’t optimistic about seeing the aurora again. Still, we were grateful for the five nights of Northern Lights we had already enjoyed, especially the three that exceeded all our expectations.

By the evening of November 28, the town was blanketed in snow

So, imagine our surprise and delight when we peeked out the window later that evening and saw streaks of green in the sky. What was predicted to be a night of 100% cloud cover gave us our sixth show – this time lighting up the snow-covered houses like a winter fairyland!

We are not “foodies” by any stretch. We would much rather be out taking photos than sampling the culinary delights of the places we visit. But we did want to try a few traditional items: smoked halibut, which we had at Café Esmeralda on our anniversary, muskox and/or reindeer, and a “Greenlandic Coffee.”

A visit to Café Kaffivik accomplished the last two on our list. It was a charming off-the-beaten-path little coffee shop, about a 45-minute walk from our Airbnb.

They serve a combination muskox/reindeer sandwich, which TG found delicious.

And I tried the Greenlandic Coffee: as bold and beautiful as the land itself! It’s a unique blend of whiskey, Kahlua, black coffee, and whipped cream, served in a Bordeaux wine glass with a spoonful of Grand Marnier added as it’s presented.

We didn’t just have a sandwich and a coffee – Café Kaffivik was an experience!

a Greenlandic Coffee experience!

On our walk that morning, we passed by Ajagaq, an artist’s workshop. Only one person was working when we went back the following day, a craftsman named Barse Svendsen.

He did not speak any English but was able to communicate (by pointing to a poster) that he was carving a small figure on a beluga whale’s tooth. He did not want me to take his photo, but he did permit me a short video of him carving the tooth with a tool similar to a dentist’s drill.

Barse Svendsen carving a beluga tooth

It was nonetheless a fascinating visit, and we were able to take photos of the various displays. Later, we learned that Barse is one of the most renowned artists in Nuuk. He uses traditional materials, such as reindeer antlers and walrus tusks, sourced from local hunters who are allowed to hunt a certain number of these animals each year.

Throughout our travels, I have collected a carved animal from each of the countries we visit: an elephant from South Africa, a gorilla from Uganda, TG even brought back a camel from his trip to Morocco. I chose to purchase a “tupilak” from Greenland. These curiously grotesque figures are part of Inuit mythology, created by shamans to seek and destroy enemies. My tiny tupilak, purchased at Tupilak Travel and carved by Ajagaq artist Samuel Korneliussen, now sits on a shelf with the rest of my animal collection as a reminder of Greenlandic culture.

tupilaks and carvings by artist Samuel Korneliussen
my little tupilak sits a the shelf with the rest of my collection

What was predicted to be another day of 100% cloud cover turned out to be sunshine and blue sky. We scrambled up to the Hans Egede statue, which sits high on a hilltop with a panoramic view of Nuuk. Hans Egede was a Norwegian missionary credited with reviving Danish-Norwegian interest in Greenland after contact had been broken for nearly 300 years. He also founded the city of Nuuk.

Hans Egede statue looking over Nuuk

A common myth states that, as the Inuit had no bread nor any idea of it, Egede adapted the Lord’s Prayer as “Give us this day our daily seal,” (a food staple in Greenland).

missions display at the National Museum & Archives

That evening, the sky was again overcast, with only a hint of green poking through the clouds. The glorious nights earlier in our stay had spoiled us, and we didn’t bother putting on our winter gear to go outside in the cold. However, the forecast showed clear skies at 2 am. When the alarm went off, we peeked outside:  the Lady was dancing again! We bundled up for a short 45-minute photo session and added to our aurora count, which now stood at eight nights!

We saved the National Museum and Archives for Sunday. We knew it would be snowy and cold, and figured it would be a perfect day to spend indoors. After a delicious falafel bowl lunch at Kyling’s, we headed over to the museum.

falafel bowls at Kyling’s

The museum offers a journey through the history of Greenland, starting with the Paleo-Inuit culture around 2500 BC and continuing to modern times. It turned out to be a fascinating way to spend a few hours.

National Museum and Archives

One noteworthy exhibit features the Quilakitsormuit mummies, a grave chamber containing the remains of four individuals who were buried around 1475. While their cause of death remains unknown, it is believed they died and were buried around the same time, fully clothed for their long journey to the Land of the Dead.

Quilakitsormuit mummies

Later that afternoon, as we were walking home, we noticed guys putting up wooden signs around the town’s Christmas tree. “When are they lighting the tree?” we asked. “Today! Santa comes at 4 pm to light the tree, and about 3,000 people will be here,” was the reply.

That was an opportunity we could not miss, so we joined the festivities, sharing in the excitement of everyone celebrating together.

Nuuk’s tree lighting festivities!

By the first of December, the moon was slightly more than half full and reflected brightly off the white snow. We had no expectations; we had already experienced more nights of aurora than we had dreamed of. But that evening the sky was clear, and once again the Lady danced.

December 1, 2025

We walked to the cathedral in hopes of capturing a different composition. While the aurora did not put on the brilliant spectacle we had witnessed earlier in our stay, it was beautiful, nonetheless.

Nuuk Cathedral

Shortly before 10 pm, we checked the sky again. Despite the bright moon, we could see green streaks, so we bundled up and headed out for one last session.

On the morning of December 2, TG shared the following:

Well, we are at our last full day in Nuuk, Greenland. Today is packing day, so we will not be trying for more aurora photos tonight regardless of the weather & skies. We have been most fortunate with respect to each of them. Our arrival on November 19 was met with driving rain and cold wind. The first 3 nights were socked in with 100% thick cloud cover. That changed beginning on November 22. We would see the aurora every night except for one from 11/22 – 12/1/2025, a total of 9 nights.

Last night was challenging, probably the toughest because of a waxing moon about half full and very bright. It was a clash of two titans for supremacy, with clouds trying to take control from both of them…it was a fitting end to an extraordinary adventure in Greenland.

Our visit was full of extremes: frigid weather, stunning aurora, enormous icebergs,

enormous icebergs!

And the friendliest, most welcoming people you’ll ever meet.

Pakku!

The weather was unpredictable: when the forecast called for 100% cloud cover, we had glorious northern lights. And the magnificent, rugged mountains left us in awe, making us marvel at how anything could survive in such a harsh environment.

flying out of Nuuk, December 3, 2025

And yet, life has found a way for thousands of years. As we learned on our visit to the National Archives, humans have been in Greenland since around 2500 BC.

woodblock print by artist AAlut Kangermiu, Nuuk Art Museum

We went for the Northern Lights and left with a profound appreciation for this beautiful country, the people, and their fascinating culture and history. Greenland is a bit of a mystery – one that you can’t fully comprehend until you’ve been there. But once you have, it will capture your heart forever.

To see all of our photos from Greenland, click on the Flickr links below:

TG:

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JET:

Old Nuuk
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My Lords of the Arctic Learning Vacation, Churchill Manitoba 10/31-11/5/24

My fascination with polar bears began decades ago at Lincoln Park Zoo in Chicago. I was watching at the underwater viewing window when a bear swam by. I placed my hand on the thick glass, and he put his massive paw against mine. Mere inches separated me from this mighty creature, and I knew then that someday I would see these magnificent animals in the wild.

mural at the Iceberg Inn, Churchill, Manitoba

The years passed and other adventures took priority over polar bears. But as I grew older, I felt an increasing sense of urgency that if I did not make the trip soon, I would lose whatever opportunity I might have. After thorough research, I settled on the Lords of the Arctic learning vacation at the Churchill Northern Studies Centre in Churchill, Manitoba.

7am Calm Air flight from Winnipeg to Churchill 10-31-24

Day One:  Arrival & Orientation

Faith is at the airport to meet us, and we are efficiently loaded onto the CNSC bus. We stop in town to pick up a few more folks and are on our way to the Centre, located about fourteen miles from Churchill. The landscape is covered with a light dusting of snow, and the road winds its way along Hudson Bay, looking very cold and gray this morning. I scan both sides of the tundra, looking for signs of wildlife, but at 50 mph it is challenging to spy anything.

boarding the CNSC bus

We gather in one of the many meeting rooms for our Welcome orientation and room assignments. This week we are a small group:  just eighteen of us have traveled from across Canada, the US, and the UK. I am delighted to find that we are only two in a room built to accommodate four.

my home for the week

After a quick lunch, Ashley gives us a tour of the building. The CNSC is an independent non-profit that conducts multiple in-house and outside research projects. One of their projects is Rocket Greens, where they grow leafy green vegetables and herbs for much of the town of Churchill, including some of the hotels.

Ashley at the Rocket Greens demo case

Once the building tour has concluded, we board the bus for a supply run in town. I do not need anything, but I do not want to pass up the chance to see wildlife on the tundra. After we board, Faith has a surprise:  there will be a stop at the post office to stamp our passports!

a stop at the post office for a passport stamp!

As we drive around the small town of Churchill, I see multiple murals – the result of the “Sea Walls” art project in 2017. After we return to the Centre, we watch an hour-long documentary about how this beautiful project came to be: “Know I’m Here.” You can watch the full video on Vimeo at the link below:

Know I’m Here

With no time to catch our breath, we move from the A/V room to supper and the evening lectures. The first is by a visiting scientist, Sjoerd Vos. He explains his “Whiskers Project”- a way to ID individual polar bears by the pattern of their whiskers, enabling scientists to track changes in the bears over time. We can participate in his research by providing photos – and he gives us the specs of exactly what he needs.

Sjoerd Vos explains his Whiskers Project

Next, head scientist and our group leader, Doug Clark, presents “Polar Bears 101” – a comprehensive overview of the state of polar bears in the Hudson Bay area. Diminishing sea ice (due to climate change) has lowered the reproductive rate: little ones have a much harder time surviving due to the shortened hunting season for the moms. But if they can reach adulthood, they will survive. This is good news, as I once feared that polar bears might go extinct in my lifetime.

Doug Clark presenting Polar Bears 101

Doug wraps up his lecture a little after 8pm. We retire to our rooms, and my roommate, Michele, and I talk until almost 10pm. She is from outside of Calgary and is traveling this week with her two grown sons.

Michele and me

Day Two: A Very Beary Day

Today, we board a tundra buggy at 8am for an all-day drive through the Churchill Wildlife Management Area. The first buggy (Buggy One) was a modified garbage truck built by a local hunter who simply wanted a place to sleep while out on the tundra. A PBS crew asked to tag along to get closer to polar bears, and so an industry was born.

Buggy One

Currently there are around 15 buggies – not all in working order, nor all for tours. They are modified school buses that sit perched on giant tires with windows over ten feet from the ground. Each buggy is equipped with an RV-style toilet and a back viewing deck.

Our driver is Max Burke, a second-generation buggy driver who drove his first buggy at the age of five. We love his passion for the bears and other wildlife. He is a wealth of information about the land, the history of this area, and the culture of the community.

Max at the wheel

The terrain is rough – “pothole” does not even begin to describe the huge bumps and deep crevasses the buggy traverses as we lumber along. But we are all bright-eyed with anticipation for what this day will bring.

“pothole” doesn’t even come close to describing this!

We spot our first polar bear within minutes:  a single male slowly walking across the ice.  At the same location, we spy a mother and two cubs, far in the distance. It is more than I ever dreamed of – four bears within the first hour! I am filled with emotion, and I fight back tears of joy.

a lone male walking across the ice

And then things get crazy:  Max barely restarts the buggy at each stop before we spy another bear. We scurry from one side to the other, from the big front windows to the back viewing deck, taking shot after shot. It is impossible to convey the size of these animals:  massive, huge, enormous, colossal all seem inadequate. They move their powerful bodies without a sound, gracefully walking along the tundra and ice.

mother and year-old cub

A mother and year-old cub stroll towards the buggy stopped ahead of us. We watch as they sit below the back viewing deck, giving those folks the photo opp of a lifetime.

the photo opp of a lifetime!

And then, much to our surprise and delight, she turns towards us! She brings her son to our buggy for the same opportunity – even going as far as to walk underneath the back viewing deck to look up at us through the grated metal floor. We are beyond thrilled.

much to our surprise and delight, they turn towards us!

At one of our stops, a flock of two dozen ptarmigans fly across the road and land in the willows directly beside us. A polar bear to the right of us, ptarmigans to the left:  where do we point our cameras?!?

ptarmigan – check out those furry feet!

Later, we spy a white-rumped sandpiper, looking like an out-of-place Florida shorebird. Snow buntings fly back and forth across the road. And when it is too dark to photograph, a cross fox runs ahead of us. By the time Max turns towards home, our count for the day is twenty-five unique bears. He says it is the most bears in one day he has ever seen in his life – using words like “sick” and “insane.”  Later, Doug tells me that it is the most bears he has seen in a single day in over three years of Lords of the Arctic learning vacations. It was indeed epic!

what an epic day!

We return to the Centre in time for dinner and Doug’s evening lecture. He briefly overviews tomorrow’s activities and then talks about his remote-camera project. His team has set up remote cameras in four locations throughout the area, monitoring polar bear activity without human interference. Their findings closely parallel what scientists have found using more traditional tag and collar methods. This means legitimate scientific data can be gathered with non-invasive techniques, which is better for the bears and safer for the communities that live in the sub-Arctic.

It has been a wonderful day. Our adrenaline ran nonstop for the nine hours we were on the buggy, and everyone is exhausted. Lights out comes early, and I sleep soundly.

lights out!

Day Three: Churchill Captures A Piece of My Heart

Another busy day begins with a lecture by Lara Grevstad, the CNSC Research Coordinator. She explains that this area is comprised of three unique bio-habitats, which draw scientists and researchers from all over the world. Part of the Centre’s mission is to supply accommodations, lab space, and supplies such as microscopes and other equipment for visiting scientists. However, the CNSC also conducts its own research projects and assists with outside contract work.

Lara Grevstad, CNSC Research Coordinator

After Lara’s talk we are assigned our helicopter time and given a safety briefing. I wait about an hour for my turn, but the time passes quickly, and soon I am up in the air, in the front seat next to our pilot, Jennifer.

pilot Jennifer & me (Nancy in the back)

I tell her we saw 25 bears on our buggy tour yesterday and she replies she just saw 22 on her last flight. I scan the ground below me, looking for puffy yellow dots against the white ice and snow. Before long, we begin to count. There is one, there is another, and there are nine lying along that ridge! We lose count around 20.

polar bear from the helicopter

We see a big red splotch in the snow and a bear walking towards it. Jennifer tells us it is a seal kill. Minutes later, we see another big splotch with two bears actively feeding. And then a third, this time with one bear. It is a National Geographic moment, and I am relieved we are too high up to see much gore.

I’m glad we are too high up to see much gore

As we head back to the Centre Jennifer asks if we would like to see the Ithaca. Yes! We reply. The Ithaca is an abandoned cargo ship that sits in Hudson Bay, rusted and forlorn. On a fateful day in 1959, loaded with electrical generators and plywood, its rudder broke in an 80-mile-an-hour gale, and it ran aground. The company paid local townspeople to help offload the cargo, then permitted them to salvage whatever they could from the wreck.

the Ithaca

To view all the photos from my helicopter ride click here:

Hudson Bay Helicopter Tour
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After a quick lunch, we are out the door again. First, we take a driving tour of the rocket launch site that sits abandoned on CNSC property. The site was built in 1957 to study the effects of the aurora on long-distance communications. It was used sporadically after that but was largely deserted by 1985.

the abandoned rocket launch site on CNSC property

Next, we are on our way to Wapusk Adventures for an afternoon of dog sledding. On our drive, we spy three foxes – too far away for my little RX100 camera, but still a thrill. Once at Wapusk, we gather in the warm building for an introduction by “Big Dog” Dave Daley and his team of 43 dogs.

“Big Dog” Dave Daley

He passionately talks about his family of dogs and Indigenous-based tourism. In 2004, he founded the Hudson Bay Quest, a qualifier for the Iditarod. He explains that today we will be running the “Idita-mile,” and we are given fur hats and mittens to wear while on the sleds. I choose a pair of beaver mittens Dave has worn on over 1500 miles of dog races.

Dave & me with his beaver mittens

Liz sits in the front of the sled while I am in the back, standing position. I am also responsible for stepping on the brake pad, a thick plastic sheet with studs pointing down into the snow. Emma, our driver, tells me to jump off the runners and onto the pad when instructed to do so. And then we are off!

photo by Daniel Raiti Photography

What fun it is, and the mile flies by all too quickly.

Wapusk Adventures dog sledding

Back at the Centre, it is time for a quick supper, and then a few of us board the bus for another trip into town.

There is a local artist’s market at the Complex, and we are eager to go shopping. I stop at a booth selling Hudson Bay sea glass. Sandra Cook is at a nearby table. She is the mother of Max, our tundra buggy driver from Friday, and I am happy to chat with her about our extraordinary day. I purchase three greeting cards.

the Complex community bulletin board

As soon as we return to the Center, we join Doug in the classroom for this evening’s lecture. Tonight, he tells us the story of The Three Bears. In addition to polar bears, the Hudson Bay area is home to black bears and an increasing population of grizzlies. All three species have been captured on his remote cameras. It is a fascinating talk, and we sit spellbound, hanging on to every word.

grizzly bear caught on Doug’s remote camera (photo courtesy of CNSC FB page)

Somewhere between the helicopter ride and the dog sledding, my paradigm shifted today. I have fallen in love with this unique corner of the planet, and I share my enthusiasm with the vendors at the market. Their eyes glow with pride for their hometown.

Day Four: Back on the Buggy

We are up early for another full day on the tundra buggy. This morning Captain Sean is our guide. He is a good driver, and we see four bears within short order. But unlike all our close encounters on Friday, most of these sightings are quite far away, and it is difficult to capture good photos.

Captain Sean navigating a huge pothole

We come upon a group of three bears sleeping on the rocks along the shoreline. What was predicted to be an overcast day with freezing rain has turned into blue sky and sunshine. The lighting is beautiful, and we linger, hoping for some movement. Just as Sean starts the engine, one of the bears wakes up and gives us a few “centerfold-worthy” poses.

centerfold!

Sean suggests we head towards the Tundra Buggy Lodge – a string of buggies that host guests out on the tundra for multiple nights. We have barely started in that direction when he makes a sharp turn and races the opposite way. He has spotted two sparing males!

sparring males!

We stay for over an hour, watching as the two bears tumble around, then stand to box, then nap. We lose count of the number of times they repeat this behavior. The only sound is the clicking of cameras.

we lose count of the number of times they repeat this behavior

After most of the action is over, a buggy full of students pulls up. The bears lift their heads, and as if to agree to one more performance, they stagger to their feet and spar once again.

While watching the boxers, we are also keeping an eye on a bear coming towards us from far off in the distance. A tiny moving dot eventually takes the shape of one of the largest and most beautiful bears we have seen yet.

Big Boy!

But wait! Another bear is hiding behind the giant tires of Buggy #12. Four bears!

a fourth bear is watching the action from behind the giant tires of Buggy #12

Big Boy lies on the ice, eyeing the two boxers now resting on a ridge across the road. He moves towards them. In slow motion, we watch as the two smaller bears get up to flank him. What is going to happen?? Will we witness a three-way fight?!? After some sniffing and circling, Big Boy ambles away and the two lie back down. The drama is over. I do not know whether to be relieved or disappointed.

What is going to happen?!?

In addition to the buggies used for tours, there is a maintenance vehicle and “Honey Buggy,” the sanitation truck for the lodges that stay out on the tundra. “Honey” is racing across the ice near where Big Boy has chosen to lie. He is startled and runs fast across the ice and into the willows. Doug estimates Big Boy at 20 years old and around 1000 pounds. This is unusual behavior for a bear of this age and size. By now, he should be accustomed to vehicles. A possible explanation is that he has recently arrived in this area from further south and is not yet used to humans.

Captain Sean turns towards the buggy dock and home. After a slow start, we were given 19 unique bear sightings, some quite close, in the most beautiful light we could have hoped for. But the tundra has one more surprise for us. With the dock in sight, we see a sub-adult lurking around the edges of the property. Jim, the bear guard, is on high alert as the bear approaches. He fires off a few warning crackers, and the bear runs off. We are instructed to board the bus without delay.

To see all my photos from our two days on the tundra buggy click here:

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After dinner, Doug talks about the politics of bear management. A 1973 international agreement between the five sub-Arctic countries home to polar bears established strict guidelines—a remarkable collaboration that has lasted for decades. However, as global warming increases and governments change, combined with more Indigenous awareness and input, polar bear management has become increasingly complicated.

Putin with polar bear (internet photo from Doug’s slide show)

Each night, we check the forecast and the sky overhead. It has been overcast all week, and tonight is no different. It is not likely we will see Lady Aurora dance this week. I try not to be disappointed as I came for polar bears and have been given more sightings than I could have imagined. But I continue to hope …

the view from my dorm room – overcast skies every night!

Day Five: Pink & Green Icing on the Cake

Today is our last full day and the “On-the-Town” tour. We load the bus early to photograph the many murals we have seen around Churchill. Bear safety is taken very seriously, and all week, we have been instructed to move quickly from bus to building and never venture outside except on the Centre’s second-story observation deck. Whenever we return after dark, Faith does a slow loop around the parking lot, scanning for bears before letting us off the bus and straight into the building.

Our first stop is the Churchill WMA sign, followed by the “Golf Balls,” an abandoned radar station once part of the rocket program. Doug feels uneasy, and rightly so. A bear is moving towards us from the tree line. Our photo opportunity is cut short, and we see firsthand why bear safety is so important.

our Golf Balls photo opp cut short!

Next is the polar bear jail. The town of Churchill has created a program to protect its citizens, visitors, and the bears. Armed guards regularly patrol the roads and try to haze any bear that wanders into town. If that doesn’t work, the bear is captured and taken to a holding facility, where it is kept until the ice freezes enough to release it far from the community.

polar bear jail

We have fun taking photos of each other inside the bear trap.

me inside a bear trap (photo by fellow traveler, Amber)

Our next stop is Miss Piggy, an old plane wreck. We are not fully unloaded when another bear is spotted approaching us. Although he appears far away, we have learned that polar bears can run up to 30mph. We quickly pile back into the bus and make our way to town. 

Miss Piggy

After a brief stop at the Complex, we drive to Cape Merry, the fur-trading post for the Hudson Bay Company and a national historic site. Our guide, Fia, gives us a fascinating tour,

Fia, our National Parks guide at Cape Merry

While armed guards stand vigilant.

armed guards keep watch for polar bears

We continue with our mural tour and stop for lunch at the Tundra Inn. After lunch, we visit the Itsanitaq Museum, home to a beautiful collection of Indigenous art.

Itsanitaq Museum

One of the most fascinating pieces is a set of miniatures carved from human teeth!

tiny figures carved from human teeth!

We head to the Churchill Visitors Center for a presentation on York Factory, a Hudson Bay Company fur trading post on the southwestern shore of Hudson Bay.  Our guide, Eric, is entertaining, and the time passes quickly.

me modeling a late 1700’s felt coat & hat – worthless in Churchill winters (photo by fellow traveler, Nancy)

To see all my photos from our Around the Town tour, dog sledding, and the rocket launch site, click here:

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We have about 45 minutes to shop on our own before heading back to the Centre for dinner. Our evening presentation is by Georgina Berg – a Cree survivor of the trek from York Factory. It is a fascinating but heartbreaking story. She talks about taking only what they could fit in a small canoe, leaving behind their dogs, their sleds, and most of their belongings. Because her father was Scottish, they were not given Treaty land and were forced to move to Churchill with almost nothing. The Indigenous children were sent to boarding schools and were not permitted to travel home during the school year. She talks about the darkness in her cousins and the challenges they still face today.

Georgina Berg

She concludes by saying it is not good to end an evening on such a sad note and invites us to participate in a smudging ceremony. One at a time, she stands in front of us as we lift the smoke up over our heads, our eyes, ears, mouth, hearts, and bodies to remove negativity and replace it with good thoughts. It is a sacred moment.

Back in the classroom, Ashley and Doug present each of us with a Certificate of Completion and we toast our wonderful week.

Cheers to all for a fantastic learning experience!

Around midnight, the skies clear, and Lady Aurora comes out to dance. We crowd onto the viewing deck, oohing and aahing as the sky turns brilliant shades of green, pink, and red. Everyone is awake, including the high school students we have shared the building and meals with this week. What a joy it is to feel the enthusiasm of these kids experiencing the magic along with us. I could not have asked for a better end to our week.

November 5, 2024 (around 2am)

To see all my photos from that magical night:

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Day Six: Homeward Bound

We awake to snow. Our time in Churchill is over and it’s almost easy to say goodbye with the weather so blustery. We head to the airport and, from there, go our separate ways. This trip has exceeded all my expectations; I came for the polar bears and am going home with 67 unique sightings. I had hoped for northern lights, and the Lady obliged.

A Few Final Thoughts

I cannot say enough good about the CNSC. The individual cost of the activities packed into our five days was worth far more than the tuition they charged. Add to that the educational lectures, the Lords of the Arctic learning vacation is the best value of any Churchill polar bear package you can find. The dorm rooms, although basic, are clean and comfortable and the meals kept us fueled for our activity-filled days. The staff is professional and friendly. They did their best to accommodate every special request we threw at them: the post office for a passport stamp, the visit to the local artist’s market, and (my request) fresh bear tracks where I could safely take a “bare hand/bear paw” photo.

bare hand/bear paw

On my final leg home, the short flight from Atlanta to Pensacola, I sat next to a gentleman who was fascinated with my week in Churchill. I found myself confidently discussing diminishing sea ice, declining reproductive rates, and the global politics of polar bear management. Along with the fun and beautiful photo opportunities, I learned a lot!

Churchill Visitors Center

It was truly the trip of a lifetime, made even more special by the great group of people with whom I shared the week.

our group 10/31-11/5/24 (photo by Faith Carnegie)
a final close encounter with a polar bear!

If you think adventure is dangerous, try routine, it’s lethal” ~ Paul Coelho

To view all of my photos from Churchill, see the Flickr link below:

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It’s Only Rock & Roll (& Rattle) But I Like It

TG and I both reached a milestone birthday in 2024, a year shaping up to be full of memorable moments. We celebrated my big day by spending a week in Crystal River, FL snorkeling with the manatees.

Three Sisters Springs, Crystal River, FL, January 2024

TG, a lifelong Rolling Stones fan, was over the moon when we learned that the first stop on the Stone’s Hackney Diamonds tour was in Houston, conveniently on our way to New Mexico. We added two nights onto the beginning of our trip and could barely contain our excitement as we purchased tickets for the April 28 concert. Happy Birthday, TG!

AARP Rocks Houston!

It was a great show, with the timeless talent of Mick, Keith, Ronnie, and the band combined with incredible technology.  We had a fantastic time, singing along to old favorites and grooving to songs off their new album.

Miss You, Houston, TX 4-28-24

The following morning, we continued our journey west. After two visits to the Bosque del Apache in November, we were eager to experience the unique charm of New Mexico’s desert in the hot summer months with its colorful rattlesnakes, lizards, and toads.

Welcome to New Mexico!

This visit marked our third stay at Casita del Crane’s, Pam’s cozy Airbnb in Lemitar. It has become our home away from home and a perfect base for explorations.

Casita del Cranes

Pam is always interested in our photo safaris and sharing goodies such as fresh greens from her organic garden. These personal touches make our stays here so special.

Pam selling her organic veggies and eggs at a local farmer’s market

You can find her listing here:

https://www.airbnb.com/Casita del Cranes

Something we’ve always enjoyed about staying at Pam’s is all the nature that greets us right outside our door.

so much nature right outside our door!

A stroll through her garden or a walk on the dirt road alongside the creek is a wildlife adventure in itself. We’ll often see roadrunners scurrying along the railroad tracks — so cliché it’s comical!

a roadrunner clearly up to mischief!

And the rumble of the freight trains that pass by, accompanied by a long, lonesome whistle and clickety-clack of the cars, is charming.

freight train rumbling by

You can view all our photos from our walkabouts at Pam’s here:

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We explored Spring in the Bosque del Apache – a different time of year than previous visits. It was a tranquil place, with none of the mad frenzy we witnessed during the sandhill crane migration in November.

Bosque del Apache, May 2024

While we searched for reptiles,

western zebra-tailed lizard, Bosque del Apache

We also enjoyed all the birds and other wildlife that call this area home.

vermillion flycatcher, Bosque del Apache

We drove to the Valley of Fires, a lava flow covering 125 square miles. From a distance, it looks like black, barren rock, but as you hike the trails, you’ll see many varieties of desert flowers, cacti, and trees.

Mountain tea growing out of the black lava, Valley of Fires

The valley was formed around 5,000 years ago when a volcano erupted, leaving behind a trail of molten lava. It’s a fascinating place, a stark contrast between destruction and new life. 

125 square miles of black lava

Thanks to TG’s keen eyes and trusty binocs, we watched as ground squirrels and Harris’s antelope squirrels foraged for breakfast.

Harris’s antelope squirrel (Ammospermophilus harrisii), Valley of Fires

It’s a birdwatcher’s paradise, and we spied ash-throated flycatchers, black-throated sparrows, and western tanagers among other birds.

ash-throated flycatcher, Valley of Fires

Just a week after settling in, we were back on the road for another concert. The Stones were performing in Glendale, AZ on May 7, just a seven-hour drive away. One of TG’s best friends from high school and his brother live in the Phoenix area, so along with Dan, Bill, and their wives, we purchased Stones tickets for a second show in as many weeks.

on our way to Glendale, AZ

After dinner and some quality catch-up time, we piled into our cars and headed over to State Farm Stadium. The atmosphere was electric, with fans of all ages eagerly anticipating the show. And the Rolling Stones did not disappoint.

eagerly waiting for the Stones!

Their performance was off-the-charts, even better than the tour opening in Houston.

“I know it’s only rock & roll but I like it” (Yes that’s me singing along with Mick)

The drive to and from Arizona was beautiful. Our route took us up and over the mountains, with every curve in the road a new, breathtaking view.

our drive through the Arizona mountains

We finished our second week with a lot of rock and roll …

Monkey Man, Glendale, AZ 5-7-24

A lot of rocks …

Valley of Fires

And a lot of lizards …

greater earless lizard, Bosque del Apache

But no rattlesnakes – unless you count the what-we-thought-was-dead snake lying in the middle of the road. By the time we turned around to get a proper ID, it was gone. Either a raptor scooped it up or it slithered off on its own! 😲

On the night of May 10, the Earth was hit by a G5 solar storm, a rare and powerful event that occurs when a large amount of energy is released from the sun’s atmosphere. This was the strongest geomagnetic storm in 21 years, causing the KP index to spike to 9. The internet exploded with photos from as far south as Key Largo, FL, capturing the stunning auroras that were a result of this storm. 

Aurora forecast for May 10, 2024

TG woke me at 2:30am. “You’re going to want to come outside,” was all he had to say for me to be up and out the door with my camera and tripod. Visible even to our naked eyes, we were amazed at what we could capture with our lenses.

May 11, 2024, 3:00am

In the hour we stood outside, awe-struck, the sky changed colors from vivid reds to purples & greens to pinks & oranges. It was hard to put away our cameras and go back to bed!

May 11, 2024, 3:30am

We started Week Three with high expectations. We were each going to have a solo adventure, with TG embarking on a trip to Prince Rupert, British Columbia, while I stayed back at Pam’s with Oscar and Maddie.

Oscar spies a roadrunner in Pam’s garden

I dropped TG off at the Albuquerque airport on Monday afternoon. He was due back on Friday after an overnight flight from Vancouver. The three days stretched before me, and I planned to make the most of them.

ABQ Sunport

When I took O & M out later that evening, we stumbled upon a woodhouse’s toad (Anaxyrus woodhousii) sitting in the driveway! These toads are native to the western United States and eat a variety of insects and scorpions—so a welcome visitor to have around the house!

woodhouse’s toad

The following morning, I decided to hike the Canyon National Recreation Trail in the Bosque del Apache. This trail is a 2.2-mile “lollipop” loop through the Chihuahuan Desert, the Solitude Canyon, and a climb to the top of a 200ft mesa.

view from the top of the mesa

I had no doubt I would see birds and lizards

western whiptail lizard

But with snakes proving challenging to find, I started my hike with zero expectations. Little did I know I was in for an astonishing surprise.

As I stepped off the trail for a closer look at something, I found myself face to face with a magnificent western diamondback rattlesnake, basking in a puddle of warm sunshine! The sheer beauty of the moment left me breathless. 

can you spot the snake?

After capturing countless photos, I continued my hike. When I returned to the start of the loop, I retraced my steps, hoping to catch another glimpse of my resting beauty. However, she had gracefully moved on. I whispered a silent ‘Thank You‘ to the wilderness and made my way back to the car. 

western diamondback rattlesnake, 5-14-24

What an exciting start to my solo week!

The following day, I returned to the Canyon Trail. To my delight, Resting Beauty was still in the same area, nestled under a bush with thick, tangled branches providing a near-perfect camouflage. 

western diamondback rattlesnake, 5-15-24

Ater taking a few shots, I moved on, leaving her undisturbed. As I continued my hike, I was thrilled to spot four more different lizards, each one new to me.

Texas spiny lizard

And then, as if to add a touch of whimsy, I came across an adorable desert cottontail, its soft fur blending perfectly with the sandy landscape.

desert cottontail

You can see all the photos from my Canyon Trail hikes here:

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On Thursday I woke to a thunderstorm, but by noon the skies had cleared, and the cheerful chirping of birds beckoned me to the nearby Socorro Nature Area, a BLM reserve just three miles from Pam’s. 

brown-crested flycatcher, Socorro Nature Area

The sky over the mountains looked ominous, but there was sunshine overhead. So, I ventured out on the one-mile loop to see what I could see.

the mountains to the west, 12:00pm

As I walked along, the air was filled with the calls of many different birds, including a pair of Gambel’s quail. These birds, with their distinctive topknot of black feathers, captivated me on our first visit to New Mexico in 2021. Their call resembles a meowing cat; when alarmed, they gurgle like they’re underwater. On that first visit, I thought they were rare and intriguing. I still find them charming, but they are so common that these days I’m much more selective about when I snap a photo.

Gambel’s quail (male), Socorro Nature Area

I checked the dead logs and scrub for signs of life and was thrilled to spot several lizards. I’ve learned the ID’s of so many lizards on this trip: “A common side-blotched,” I whispered to myself, and later “a checkered whiptail!” 

common side-blotched lizard, Socorro Nature Area

You can see all the photos from my Socorro Nature Area hikes here:

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That night, TG called while awaiting his flight from Vancouver. He was excited about everything he had seen in Prince Rupert and couldn’t wait to share his experiences with me. And I was just as excited to share my three days with him. Our solo adventure week had been a win-win!

TG on the Prince Rupert Adventure Tours “Inside Passage”

You can read TG’s Prince Rupert blog here (right click on title to open in a new tab):

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TG wanted to work on his photos, so on Saturday I returned to the Canyon Trail hoping to spot Resting Beauty – or one of her cousins. There were no snakes that morning, but I was delighted to add another new lizard to my growing list:  a long-nosed leopard!

long-nosed leopard lizard

TG and I went back to the Canyon Trail three more times after that, and on two occasions we spied Resting Beauty tucked tightly beneath a thick tangle of branches. She didn’t give us *quite* the photo-op of my first sighting but it was a thrill nonetheless!

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Pam and Steve invited us to a BBQ party one afternoon. We wanted to stick close to home, so that morning we headed to the Socorro Nature Area.

TG photographing lizards at the Socorro Nature Area

We spotted several lizards, including two new ones: a desert side-blotched lizard and a Chihuahuan spotted whiptail. 

Chihuahuan spotted whiptail lizard

TG stepped towards a rock to photograph yet another lizard when WHOOPS! he almost stepped on a five-foot bull snake, fully stretched out and basking in the morning sun. 

WHOOPS! a 5-foot bull snake fully stretched out, basking in the morning sun

I saw him jump out of the way before I saw what made him jump. What a big, beautiful girl she was! As we watched, she slithered up a pile of dirt and into her little hidey-hole.

bull snake

Later that day, we walked next door for the BBQ. Most of Pam and Steve’s friends are musicians, and we were treated to a delightful afternoon of good conversation and the soulful sounds of rock and roll.

Grateful Dead, Tom Petty, John Prine, and their own original songs

One day we couldn’t resist checking out one of the quirkiest roadside attractions you will spy driving around Albuquerque:  a giant rattlesnake gliding down the median on a long hill near the airport.

giant rattlesnake selfie!

The snake has spawned many urban legends, but the real story is simple. When the city hired Sites Southwest to landscape the median, they were faced with a challenge. Plants were not an option, as there was no water source. So, they decided upon a sculpture that spoke to the region, and what better way to represent New Mexico than a giant rattlesnake made of rocks?!?

Albuquerque’s giant rattlesnake sculpture

With incredible geological formations, New Mexico’s many wilderness areas allow you to immerse yourself in the tranquility and beauty of nature. San Lorenzo Canyon, a mere six miles from Pam’s, is one of these unique gems.

San Lorenzo Canyon

This natural wonderland contains picturesque sandstone cliffs, mesas, arches, and hoodoos.

hoodoo in San Lorenzo Canyon

It reflects millions of years of Earth’s history – a landscape shaped by the movement of tectonic plates and erosion.

a landscape shaped by the movement of tectonic plates and erosion

The beauty of the place is truly inspiring!

Apache plumes, San Lorenzo Canyon

We dedicated two days to exploring the San Lorenzo Canyon. Our goal was to search for wildlife while capturing the breathtaking landscapes. 

TG doing his magic

On our first morning hike, we spied several lizards, colorful desert flowers, beautiful birds, and four antelope jackrabbits that scattered as soon as they caught sight of us.

the antelope jackrabbits scattered as soon as they caught sight of us

We stuck to paths we felt confident to hike. However, there was one climb that I decided to abort midway.

midway up I decided to abort my climb

I feared that what went up might not be able to come down, so I turned around and let TG scramble to the top.

TG made it to the top!

On our second visit, we drove the 5 ½ miles to the canyon’s end. The road dead-ends at a small spring, surprisingly full of cold, somewhat muddy water.

the spring at the end of the San Lorenzo Canyon Road

We hiked around on the rocks, looking for lizards and other wildlife while also shooting the stunning rock formations.

cliff chipmunk
San Lorenzo Canyon

Not intending to rockhound, I found two lovely pieces of sparkling pinky-white quartz!

We got up early one morning to explore the Petroglyph National Monument, just outside of Albuquerque. This national park is home to one of the largest petroglyph sites in North America.

Petroglyph National Monument

There are multiple trails at the park, each of varying length. We chose to hike the Piedras Marcadas Canyon, a 1.8-mile loop. Although the Piedras (rocks) Marcadas (marked) were named by the Spanish settlers who came to this area during the mid-1600s, most of the petroglyphs were made by ancient Pueblo people 400-700 years ago, and to this day have profound cultural and spiritual significance.

ancient lizard petroglyph!

Upon starting our hike, we were delighted to spy a jackrabbit feeding in the early morning light. Later we came across a mother and four baby Harris’s antelope squirrels scampering around on the rocks.

a family of Harris’s antelope squirrels (Ammospermophilus harrisii)

That evening, Pam and Steve invited us to a “Sundowner.”  We drove to a remote area to view the ocotillo cacti blooming on the hillsides and enjoyed cheese & crackers while watching the sunset. As the skies grew dark, nighthawks and bats swooped in the air above us.

ocotillo cacti blooming at sunset

It was a wonderful end to our fourth week in New Mexico!

New Mexico sunset selfie

We were under no pressure during our final week. Our count was now up to 14 lizard, one toad, and two snake species—including four sightings of the western diamondback. We revisited many of the trails we had hiked before and began preparing for the next stop on our road trip.

San Lorenzo Canyon

However, New Mexico had one more surprise in store for us. Pam’s sister lives in Polvadera, just a ten-minute drive away. A pallid bat, Antrozous pallidus, had decided to take a nap on the side of her house! Pam drove me over to photograph this lovely little creature, sharing in the excitement of the moment.

pallid bat, Antrozous pallidus

Some might call us crazy for dedicating more than a month to the pursuit of snakes, lizards, and toads. And rest assured, we’re not planning to swap our beloved Oscar and Maddie for a pet python any time soon! But after a lifetime of capturing the wonders of our world underwater and the dozens of birds and mammals we’ve encountered on land, we felt it was time to turn our lenses towards the often-overlooked cold-blooded creatures.

TG capturing “Resty Beauty”

The animals in New Mexico’s desert are uniquely beautiful, and our journey of photographing them has opened our eyes to a whole new world. We hope this blog has sparked a sense of wonder in you, inspiring you to seek out and appreciate the beauty surrounding you, no matter where your journey takes you.

desert spider beetle

To view all of our photos from New Mexico visit our Flickr albums below.

TG:

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JET:

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Coming next … “You can observe a lot just by watching.” – Yogi Berra

Westward Ho(ly Cow)! Episode 4: “Christmas Lights, Northern Style”

After a successful detour to South Dakota’s Badlands for bighorn sheep, we continued with our original itinerary north to Canora, Saskatchewan in search of the Aurora Borealis.

Saskatchewan: Land of Living Skies

The drive through the Dakotas is beautiful – reminiscent of the Palouse Region in the Pacific Northwest with miles of gentle, rolling hills.

South Dakota
North Dakota

And – an abundance of wildlife! On our drives both north and back south, we spied multiple deer, including a large buck that crossed the road directly in front of our car, an elk, a bighorn ram, two foxes, a herd of pronghorns, bald eagles, a golden eagle in aerial combat with a peregrine falcon, and dozens of ruffed grouse and pheasants running alongside the road.

white-tailed deer (buck)

The further north we drove, the more wintery it became but the roads were clear with no traffic.

Heart Butte Dam at Lake Tschida, North Dakota

We crossed the border at Northgate,

the US-Canadian border at Northgate

Entered Canada with no delay and were comfortably settled into our cozy Airbnb in Canora by late afternoon.

our home for the next month
“Mission Control”

Faustino’s home was perfect: warm and cozy with everything we needed for our stay. We could not have found a better, more convenient place for us and Oscar and Maddie! You can find his listing here (click on link to open a new tab): https://www.airbnb.com/rooms/48015023?adults=2&check_in=2023-08-01&check_out=2023-09-30&source_impression_id=p3_1672925397_HSQFHY5gOVgdcBS3

Welcome to Canada, O & M!

We took our time getting to know the charming little town. We went to the Ukrainian Catholic Church’s bake sale for cabbage rolls and to chat with the local ladies – who were amazed that we had driven all the way from Florida with our two pups!

Welcome to Canora sign, church bake sale, Ukrainian Catholic Church

We scouted out various dark sky locations for Northern Lights — should Lady Aurora decide to dance,

the perfect place to catch Lady Aurora dancing and a cool old truck to mark the spot!

And photographed the beautiful Christmas lights on Main Street.

downtown Main Street
King George Park

One morning we drove to the Whistle Stop, a small diner in Norquay. Over breakfast, we struck up a conversation with a local couple, Livia and Rick.

the Whistle Stop in Norquay and egg & cheese breakfast skillet

Livia insisted on hurrying home for some of her freshly baked skuffles – a type of Ukrainian cinnamon roll. “I’ll be right back,” she promised.

Livia with her home-made skuffles, Rick, & TG

Sure enough, ten minutes later she was back with a package of tiny, cinnamon-sugar deliciousness. OMG!

Livia’s skuffles

Another evening we enjoyed the annual Christmas Lights Festival in Sturgis, a small town to the north. Horse-drawn carriage rides …

carriage rides through the snow and twinkling lights

Hot cocoa …

free hot cocoa

A warm fire …

bonfire

And beautiful lights …

twinkling lights

It was ♪♪ beginning to look a lot like Christmas! ♪♪

selfie at the Sturgis Christmas Lights Festival

Clouds continued to blanket all of Canada, and thus far our Northern Lights quest was unsuccessful. Who could have predicted so many nights of overcast skies?!? 

100% overcast every night

But we are not ones to sit around and mope. We quickly shifted gears and focused our attention on the 90ft grain elevators that stand guard over every town. 

Invermay

Historically, Saskatchewan’s economy was based on agriculture, producing a significant percentage of Canada’s wheat and other grains.  Grain elevators were iconic symbols of Saskatchewan and synonymous with the province’s agricultural roots. By 1960, the number of these “prairie sentinels” had peaked at close to 3000.

Kelvington

But as farmers moved to steel silos, the wooden elevators became obsolete and expensive to maintain. They are now a dying breed; it is estimated that 10-20 are lost every year to demolition, fires, or natural disasters, and only about 300 remain standing. 

Gorlitz

We wanted to capture a little of this history before it is gone forever. TG plotted multiple routes and we spent days driving from town to town, photographing the vintage towers,

TG at Pelly

Along with cool old barns, beautiful churches,

St Peter & Paul Catholic Church, Kuroki

And interesting buildings.

“Welcome to the …” (Springside)

One day we drove east into Manitoba to photograph the Inglis National Historic Site, the last complete row of vintage grain elevators in Canada, and a rare survivor of the long rows that once dominated the prairie towns.

the Inglis row

The Inglis row was built between 1922 and 1941, Manitoba’s golden age of elevators. The buildings have been preserved in their original positions and restored to original condition.

Inglis

On another snowy day, TG plotted a route that ended up with too many roads that had not been plowed. I had more luck shooting wildlife photos than he did with the grain elevators!

red fox dashing through the snow

After back-tracking twice we finally arrived at the grain elevator in Waldron.

Waldron

As we snapped away a man asked what we were doing and then invited us into his home for a cup of coffee. Our hearts — and our toes — were warmed by an hour of delightful conversation in Don and Virginia’s kitchen!

TG, Virginia, and Don

You can view all of our “prairie sentinel” photos here:

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While we waited for conditions to improve, we found other interesting things to photograph. Light pillars happen on cold winter nights when there are ice crystals in the air. Lights that point straight down reflect off the snow on the ground, and the reflected light lights up the crystals.

Light pillars from the corner of Charter and George Street, Canora

Sun dogs, or parhelions, are formed by ice crystals suspended in clouds that drift in the air at lower levels. These ice crystals act as a prism, bending the light rays that pass through them.

a sun dog in Nut Mountain (around 9:30am)

And we were pleasantly surprised by all the wildlife we saw while out and about!

coyote in a field

Although I would not recommend traveling to Canada in the dead of winter just for the wildlife, we regularly spied moose, foxes, coyote, deer, and many species of birds while out on our photo safaris.

You can view all of our wildlife photos here:

Saskatchewan Wildlife
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And we celebrated Christmas dinner at Lynn’s, a little Chinese restaurant in Sturgis … because nothing says “Christmas” like veggie chow mein! We actually made Lynn’s a regular stop for reasonable and good food!

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

But this trip was all about capturing the Northern Lights. Our friend Janet lived in Alaska for 28 years and she had warned us that there were many winters when they never saw any lights. So, we came to Canora with high – but realistic – hopes and agreed that even one good night would make the drive worth it.  The night of Dec 22 looked promising.  The skies were finally clear, the solar wind speeds had picked up, and the BZ numbers were dropping – all indications of increased aurora activity.

the night of Dec 22 was looking good!

Sure enough, our “Aurora Alert” app chimed around midnight.  We bundled up and headed out to our dark-sky spot. We could see the shimmering lights before we even got out of the car, and they grew more brilliant as we watched.

Dec 22, 2022

Despite the -15° temps and 20mph wind, it was everything we could have hoped for.  We both stood in awe, hearts caught in our throats as we watched Lady Aurora’s beautiful dance for the first time.

Dec 22, 2022

The next night she danced again, and we were there to capture her.

Dec 23, 2022
Dec 23, 2022

She appeared for a third night on Christmas Eve. The Christmas Lights (northern style) we had hoped to see!

December 24, 2022 (20-image pano)
“Stars don’t beg the world for attention: their beauty forces us to look up.” (Matshona Dhliwayo)

December 29 gave us a relatively weak night, but if it had been our only sighting, we would have been thrilled.

December 29, 2022

The Space Weather Prediction Center issued a G1 geomagnetic storm watch for the night of January 3, 2023. Without getting too technical this meant that, if the skies were clear, we were sure to see a show. Although we were heading back to North Dakota the following morning, we drove out to our dark sky spot at midnight.

January 4, 2023 (1:30am)

Lady Aurora’s dance was the best thus far, and two hours in the cold passed quickly.

30-second timelapse of 199 images shot over approximately one hour

She was still dancing when we returned home, and we captured a few more images above the house.

Aurora over Faustino’s Airbnb
33-image pano looking north from the corner of Charter and George Street

Capturing the Aurora is not easy. It is a ballet between the cold, the clouds, and the light. But nothing in the sky can compare to the beauty of what we saw on those five magical nights in Canora. As we watched the Lady dance, it felt at times like my very soul was being drawn out of my chest and into the stars.

“It is a ballet between the cold, the clouds, and the light” … And your camera settings!

You can view all of our “CanorAurora” photos here:

January 4, 2023
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We traveled to Canada for the “Christmas Lights, Northern Style” but experienced so much more: historical grain elevators, wonderful wildlife, and beautiful, pristine landscapes. As we say au revoir, we cannot help but be enchanted by this Land of Living Skies.

Not every paradise is tropical

Coming soon: Westward Ho(ly Cow)! Episode 5: “Saw-Whet, Say What?!?”

TG & me with a little painted rock owl