We take a tour of Reykjavik but the overnight has taken its toll; I keep nodding off between stops to get out and see things.
Just as well; tonight will be a late one as the hunt for northern lights can run until midnight or 1am.
There are no guarantees. If we don’t see them tonight we’ll look again tomorrow, and if not we’ll try one last time the final night. Yesterday they were great, but past performance is no guarantee of future returns.
Still, the conditions are really good: 5/9 on the probably scale and clear skies over the area. We’ll head out past KEF airport into the dark and take our chances.
We pull out in time, scanning the skies even in the city lights. Our bus waits for another. We pull into a city lot for them…
I don’t know how long we wait; I fall asleep. It’s still Day 1, an interminably long day but hopefully worth it. I wake when we move again, the other bus still not anywhere to be seen.
There was just a super moon, and the sky is bright even outside the city. That will diminish how clearly we can see them, though our cameras might get them anyway.
No guarantees that we’ll see anything. Even if we do they could last seconds minutes or hours.
Our bus unloads us and turns off the lights. We are waiting in the dark and cold – oh so cold, even bundled. I’ve got a small tripod for my iPhone and the northern lights photo app loaded. It’s cold in my hands, even thru gloves. We don’t know which way to look, other than up. The second bus pulls in, lights on, unloading.
I start to think, if it could only last seconds, I don’t want to miss it because this bus still had its lights on… and then I have the most wonderful sense of assurance.
We are not going to miss it. God is going to show us this amazing part of His design and He knows that people are still arriving. His timing will be perfect as always.
The bus lights finally go out. We’re all spread out. The guides know what they’re looking for but most of us don’t other than it won’t be as colorful to the eye as it is in pictures. Opposite the moon it seems the sky is doing something, maybe, but maybe it’s my imagination. I take a picture just because I am not sure. I won’t see what I got until later.
Definitely a hint of green there
To our eye against the moonlight and dark sky it looks gray more then green but pretty soon there is a line of it clear across the sky
It could fade away but no, it spreads and more lines join and it dances in the sky and I laugh and laugh because God is sweeter and more gracious to me than I can describe, nor certainly ever deserve. To see it- well even if none of the pics come out I am so grateful!
The pics came out, it seems.
We are out there for hours and when we return they are still appearing in the sky even as close as our hotel.
But it’s cold and we’ve all had long, long days.
Bed will be another blessing.