Pinch Me: Polar Bears & Northern Lights

Natural Habitat Adventures February 20, 2017 1

Churchill Polar Bear Tour

While it is one of the best times to see wild polar bears, late November isn’t exactly prime time for viewing the northern lights in Churchill, Manitoba. Skies are supposed to be stormy. Winter is rolling in while ice forms on Hudson Bay. Polar bears shimmy in the snowflakes and prepare to head out for a season marked by plentiful seal breakfasts.

That’s the way it’s always been.

But then 2016 turned out to be the planet’s warmest year ever. News of record heat is big enough to shake up a lot of things—and the atmosphere over this little slice of the subarctic was no exception. And this is a big concern when it comes to polar bear conservation. Polar bears rely on sea ice as a platform to hunt for food, rest and breed. Climate change is the biggest threat to their survival.

Weather along Hudson Bay was consistent with the rest of the planet in November. It was cold enough to be grateful for a thick down coat, but not frigid enough for sea ice. Watery current lapped the shores at the bay’s intertidal zone—a human border between Manitoba and Nunavit, the polar bears’ demarcation between summer fast and winter feast.

Polar Bear on Tundra in Churchill

The Churchill polar bears were plentiful. They paced the piles of blood-red kelp, picking and choosing their morsels. Polar bears’ main source of food are seals; kelp becomes an alternative food source when food is scarce. They stepped over lichen-covered rocks, wound through the willows, and traversed windswept layers of ice whipped into spikey crystals on the frozen ground. Sometimes they wandered right up to our Polar Rover. As they waited for the Hudson Bay to freeze, we watched for two solid days in absolute wonder.

“Pinch me,” I kept thinking.

That’s a polar bear underneath my nose. There’s another bear settling in for a snooze in front of our tire. A mama bear and cub are frolicking in the seaweed nearby. Four fierce males are snoozing peacefully within a paw’s length of one another. This one just stood up for a stretch. That one gave us the equivalent of a tween’s eye roll, then a yawn.

Polar Bear Yawn
It was awesome to look down the throat of a polar bear, to study a fierce claw close-up. Every single encounter was a thrill.

I still harbored secret prayers for a lucky night in Churchill, but I knew better than to count on seeing gashes of green and purple shimmering light dripping out of the sky. After all, the magic of spending time on the tundra with mighty polar bears felt like enough good fortune to last a lifetime.

Polar Bear Paws in Churchill

And then we set out on the night rover. “Pinch me,” I thought, pulling out at sunset with a polar bear flanking our right side and November’s full moon rising in the sky.

By the time we parked for the loveliest of dinner parties, cozy within the tundra’s vast embrace, stars twinkled in a dark sky trying its darndest to defy the moon’s blinding light. The night was clear and my hope surged. I bundled up and headed outside on the back deck of the Polar Rover.

There they were. Northern lights—so many pretty lights. Faint at first, then surging across the sky. Green aurora borealis reflected off the dusky night sea, bending and twisting, shape-shifting from moment to moment. Oozing color out of the darkness. No question why ancient cultures looked to these spectacles for spirituality and mystical stories. Magic came to life in front of my eyes. A deep sense of wonder trailed the animated light show for hours.

“Pinch me,” I thought, unable to tear away my eyes, or my heart, from such a mystical encounter.

Northern Lights Churchill Canada
This guest post was written by Natural Habitat Adventures Writer & Editor Jennie Lay. All photos by Jennie Lay. 

One Comment »

  1. Campbell March 1, 2017 at 5:27 pm - Reply

    Beautiful article! Majestic bears, close up of the
    paws was marvellous. Northern lights spectacular
    and poignant.

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