There are strange things done in the midnight sun...

Summer Solstice. A night never to be forgotten once having experienced the true meaning of the 'longest day of the year'. Hundreds of people flock to the top of the local mountain, known to all as the 'Dome', as it soars above Dawson and it's gentle descent seems to wrap itself perfectly around the quiet town below. The view from the top is a 360 degree window to the world, snow-capped mountains in the distance partnered by never-ending green wilderness from the immediate foreground to as far as the eye can see, the sole visible interruption would be the mighty Yukon River dividing the for-mentioned between East and West.

'Midnight'

I feel as though we were always warned never to stare at the sun, however it becomes difficult to look away when the sun is painting magnificent hues of pinks purples and blues across the midnight sky while hovering above the far-off mountains only to dip behind said mountains and turn around and come back up again.

12:47 am; check it.
12:53 am; dazed and amazed.

Now i'll clarify as we too were told that 15 minutes was all it took. I'm not sure how you judge what is sunset and sunrise but it did take a few hours before we could physically see the shape of the sun, in all its glory, come back up again. The beautiful sky on the other hand was consistantly changing and I suppose, though we couldn't see it, the sun was the master behind all the beauty.

1:03 am; max makes music.

Now I know we've all seen a sunset and or sunrise before, but it was the sheer glee that every single person sitting atop the mountain shared. Never in my life have I experienced such positive energy circulating through such a large crowd. Smiles were abundant, hugs were being dished out like day-old bread, and kind words we're spread in what seemed like an old fashioned game of 'pass-it-on'.

12:50 am; happy.

12:51 am; happier!

The tales of the eve are plentiful, and as we load images in attempt to match what's written it is obvious that these photos speak much louder than words. So instead of rambling on about how 'cool' summer solstice in the north has been we'll let you use your imagination while skimming through the rest of these pictures. Book your flights now for next year!

12:50 am; people pod

1:12 am; life is beautiful!
1:31 am; a little bernie on the banjo
2:47am; Hey Don!
2:54 am; claire!
2:56 am; too many wine bottles on Levan, a little spillage.
3:28 am; hangin'.
3:30am; 'Here Comes the Sun'
3:32 am; Stephen
4:25 am; friends.
4:41 am; still smiling.
5:06am; loving.

6:06 am; homeward bound.

Miss you all! Thanks for following our adventure. Without you, what in the heck would we be doing with all of our free time?

Next stop: Chicken, Alaska.
Ari-va-der-che-ba-by.