Ever since I heard about the Aurora Borealis as a child, I wanted to see it. Over the years, many drunken, and some sober, plans were made to go to the Arctic to see it, but none ever came to fruition. So, when a friend rang and asked if I fancied trying to see it from only a few miles out the road, I had to take that chance. Mind you, I thought we'd absolutely no chance of seeing it, who ever heard of an Aurora Borealis sighting here? Not me! We hit the road and drove the short 20 minutes to Ballynafagh Church out past Prosperous ( Christy Moore fans will know that place!) and parked down a dark, tight country lane. No need to hop fences or climb over gates in the dark of night thankfully, as there was a small entrance into what used to be church grounds. Pretty soon my camera was set up on the tripod and we were ankle deep in mud! Only then did I come to the realisation, I hadn't a clue what I was doing! Thankfully there were a few other photographers there on the night