Ever since watching the eclipse in Idaho in 2017, our family has been a fan of celestial events. We try to catch meteor showers and we even caught the recent eclipse last March in Southern Utah.
Last winter, Tate invited me to drive to Montana to possibly see an aurora. Yes, Montana. And we left around 5 pm, expecting to get them sometime in the middle of the night. And it was unclear if the clouds would cooperate.
Well, the weather did not cooperate. It began snowing after we left and halfway into Idaho, the storm became bad. We had to turn back. Sad.
Then last month, Tate invited me again to another opportunity. We grabbed Reece too and trekked up to Idaho, just outside of Yellowstone.
This time did not disappoint.
It was interesting, we could see slight colors but it was pretty faded. Not the stuff you see in the pictures. But then, right before midnight, the sky came alive. The colors were vibrant. But what was even crazier was a pulsing solar vortex above our heads that was moving wildly.
It was an amazing experience. Many people went out to see it the next night, but from what I heard, it was not as extreme.
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