Chronicles of an Autumn Love Affair
I keep swearing that I will no longer allow myself to be seduced by Fall’s philandering charms, because in the end that fleeting bastard always skips town and leaves my poor little heart in a frozen...
View ArticleFurther Chronicles of an Autumn Love Affair
A few weeks ago I swore I would no longer allow that philandering bastard Fall to toy with my heart (see Chronicles of an Autumn Love Affair). However, the lovesick are never the most reasonable...
View ArticleCanol Road Meets Autumn
A great deal of my Yukon driving time is spent on the Canol Road, which is short for Canadian Oil and is a road built during WWII in conjunction with a pipeline from Norman Wells, NWT to Whitehorse....
View ArticleNorthern Sunshowers
Although some people could make a case for cruising around with a giant set of mountain sheep horns riding shotgun in your truck, my favorite part of my job as Yukon hunting outfit expediter is the...
View ArticleHoly Mother of Cold: Or, Morning on the Yukon River
In the Yukon it is quickly becoming the time of year where snow starts crawling down from the mountain tops, Fall skips town like a philandering bastard, the thermometer starts taunting you with...
View ArticleNovember Beach Days
Dearest of Northern homelands, I spent an entire November yesterday at the beach. No toque or parka or long johns on. Not building snowmen or ice fishing or polar bear swimming. Love from the flaming...
View ArticleSalt Spring Island: Fall Frenzy
Fall‘s flaming in full fiery force on Salt Spring Island. (To check out haunted postcards of Salt Spring’s spooky old trees click here. To check out Salt Spring’s backyard farms click here.) Maxwell...
View ArticleSalt Spring Island: Haunted Postcards
Mount Maxwell is supposed to be the highest point on Salt Spring Island and offer “Oooh! Ahhh!” views of Vancouver Island, the surrounding Gulf Islands, and mainland BC. I can’t be sure if that’s true...
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