It’s there, maybe out of sight, nonetheless it’s there. It’s December 16th here on the trapline, well above the Arctic Circle. The sun has been hanging below the horizon for several weeks now but it’s clear today and I can see the orange smear on the tops of the mountains. I know by 2:30 I will be putting my headlamp back on. I only took it off a few hours back. The temperature is dropping -20, -25? Why would one choose to live in an environment like that?nThere is plenty of time to ponder that question , but it is a hard one to answer.
I stand on the sno go seat watching the glow of the horizon, darkness is already ebbing into the expanse of land before me. I smile and turn towards home.