During Yellowknife’s freezin’ season, the world gets wonderfully weird. In January, our skies are as clean and brittle as outer space. Snow swaddles us in its soft embrace. Night stretches nearly all day. Trees glitter, frosted in rime-ice. Lakes, frozen four-feet-thick, become airstrips and icy highways. Folks snuggle inside their glowing cabins or slide through the landscape on snowshoes and skis. And over us all, the Northern Lights dance – the most haunting scene you could ever hope to see.