I was stuck. Completely and totally and irrevocably stuck, head-first in a bank of snow at the side of the Dempster Highway. All four wheels were spinning uselessly. It was -25°C and early afternoon. It would be dark in just a few hours when the temperature would fall even further.Continue Reading

 Welcome to the Town of the City of Dawson – sign at the entrance to Dawson City (allegedly) The quirkiness that lies at the heart of the Yukon’s many charms can be summed up best by the sign that was alleged to have greeted visitors until recently. The somewhat convolutedContinue Reading