When the clouds would cover the sun, an eerie darkness would come over the forest. Then, the sun would peek through and a magical light would spill across the sea of green. You would first feel like you were in a horror movie, then suddenly – as the sun peaked through, a fairy tale.

When I first drove into the grove, I couldn’t believe the colors and contrasts around me. It was, without a doubt, the most magical place I’d ever seen. The bright white bark of the Aspens against the rich yellow and orange tones was so familiar, but still completely enchanting.

I didn’t come with any expectations. I wasn’t there for the aurora. I know how elusive it can be, and if that’s your only reason to be there, and you have limited time, then you’re just going to get heartbroken.

Getting lost is a given, and it can take you hours to find your way back to the place you once were – but that’s exactly what I was hoping for. To wander and get lost in the streets.