The town where I am from in Northern Lower Michigan is far enough North to see the A.B. I have had that pleasure more than a few times. It is an awesome sight, and yes, I have heard them as well. I have primarily seen the pale green and/or the white varieties, but once, be still my heart, I saw red ones. The best memory, though, was at [can you guess?] Stone Circle. I lay on my back not far from the fire, watching the Northern Lights and listening to a hammered dulcimer being played right next to me. [pure joy-e]