We saw many amazing things during our week in Arctic Norway. Snowy mountain passes, frozen fjords, a family of mink swimming to the shore and sea eagles flying high overhead. But the thing at the top of our list was the Aurora Borealis.
We had been worried that the sky might not be clear enough during our visit but we were lucky enough to see it not once, but 4 times, during our week at Lauklines Kystferie.
The first night we spotted the Lights was the night we arrived. The sky was clear with a waxing moon. It was 9 pm and we had just got the kids to bed after they had been up for 18 hours, I poked my head out the door just in case, and there they were. At first I wasn’t quite sure they were the Lights, but a quick glimpse down the row of cabins to my right confirmed my sighting as there were lights from cameras glowing from every other jetty on the shore. ‘ The Lights!’, I said to DH. He took a quick look and then ran around like a mad thing trying to wake the kids so they could see them too.
I stood out on the frozen jetty in my thick socks and gazed at the river of light flowing above me. It was truly amazing to see. The colour of the Lights is not as usually as bright in real life as it is in photos, but it’s the movement, and the way the brightness comes and goes which makes them so eerie and magical. They didn’t last long that first night- maybe 15 minutes. DH spent most of that time carrying kids down the stairs and trying to wake them enough to take a look at the sky. I wouldn’t have bothered myself, none of them remembered anything the next morning and DH was upset because he didn’t get to see the Lights move at all.
My photographic efforts that night were pretty bad. I hadn’t got the camera set up beforehand and had no idea what I was doing, but you can see a photo here if you really want to. It’s pretty bad.
The second night, was also clear and the Lights showed up early, at 5:45 pm, even before the sun had gone down properly.
The kids had plenty of viewing opportunities. In the end, they got bored and cold, and asked to go inside. The show that night went on and on, until after 11pm. We had considered driving up to the nearby mountain pass on the off chance that the Lights showed up as we were told that the view is unrestricted up there, but in the end there was no need. We got plenty of photos from just outside our back door and DH got to spend hours outside watching the lights move. I stood out on the jetty for so long that I think I had a moment of absolute peace and tranquility, but it could just be I was in danger of developing hypothermia.
After such an amazing show, we would have been satisfied if we had never seen the Lights again, but the third night dawn as bright and clear as the previous two. Sure enough, around 10pm, there they were again,; streaming over the mountains and dancing above our cabin.
This display only went on for an hour, but I had enough time to get a photo of DH standing in front of them.
After that, the weather deteriorated and we had mainly cloudy nights until our 6th night in the cabin. On the Thursday, there were some gaps in the clouds and we did get a quick, faint glimpse of the Lights one last time.
I know my photos aren’t perfect, I did a lot of fiddling and had to make do with a beanbag tripod and a kitchen chair, but they are proof that you don’t need to be a pro photographer with all the gear to get impressive photos of the Northern Lights. Actually, getting photos is probably the easy bit, first you have to find the Aurora.
We were incredibly lucky to see them so many times, as many people on our flights home had not even caught a glimpse of them, even though they were in Tromso at the same time we were enjoying the show from our cabin and jetty, 30 kms west.