Two days ago on 9/11 I read an article prophecizing the arrival of an aurora borealis near NY. As someone who lived in the caribbean for most of their life, these lights and their dance is the stuff of dreams.
I talked with the lovely Marzena who was willing to pick us up at new Haven and take us to a location with minimal light pollution suitable for capturing the lights. With less than five hours to plan and 250 miles to our destination, Camille and I put everything in two bags and got on the 5:33 train to new Haven.
We met Marzena at the train station and spent the next hours on the road. Her enthusiasm and sense of adventure made the trip fantastic.
After several hours of driving we arrived to Halibut Point State Park. Where it was pitch black save for the light of the moon. The parking was pretty full as many more hopefuls arrived to see the lights.
We hiked to the northern most point of the park where dozens of people where waiting calmly staring into the darkness of the sea.
Covered In blankets or warming each other in loving embrace, the dreamers bought a sense of peace to the darkness.
One of the dreamers was a local astrologist and artist named Alan Winter. He informed us we would miss the aurora. Our moon was too brilliant and the solar flares were not powerful enough for our area. While it was disappointing news,we were still in love with everything that was happening.
Aftersome time, we decided to head back hoping to crash in the first decent hotel room we found.
Before dropping us at the bus station, Marzena took us to Boston for our first glimpse of the city.
Now we return to our city, not disappointed at all because we couldn't capture the aurora borealis but grateful for our little adventure.
Where to next.