Awkwardly, I slowly dragged myself over to the car. It had just turned 2018 and the 2017 year was long gone. We had just finished our New Year's celebrations and we started our journey to Yellowknife. Waking up, tired and aching from the car, many hours later, I had realised we reached Fort McMurray and had arrived at the hotel we were staying at for the day. Jumping up and down like
a little kid on christmas morning, I hopped into the car and we continued on our drive to Yellowknife. As the car awoke we drove off. We drove a long ways until we started seeing mounds and mounds of snow. “We’re almost there!” I shouted to my family.“Look over there,” I exclaimed as loud as a lion as we drove past the wildlife, “there are animals everywhere.” Quietly we approached the animals from our car. Stalking its prey, the wolf, the mightiest animal in the Alberta along with the bear, was a statue sitting still in the brush waiting for the moment to attack. As we arrived we saw an animal, a statue guarding his the hole in the ice, waiting and waiting. We drove to where we were staying and went ice fishing for our supper. I was speechless. The northern lights were gorgeous. As I saw them I smiled ear to ear laying in the snow. My face lit up looking at them from joy, and the lights. I almost screamed the Aurora Borealis were so beautiful. The drive back, the longest hours of my life, was a lot worse than the drive there. No animals, No cool birds, no nothing. It was as if everything just dissapeared but eventually it all came back.