There are several distinctly northern signs of spring. As the long-winter winds down the Yukon people enter an obvious state of outfit confusion. As you drive through town you peer out to see an eclectic mix of people waiting to cross roadways: ...more
There was a time in my life when my father called me a professional volunteer. Working for a handsome wage was much less of a priority in my youth. It started with summer camps, and continued to take me all over the world to share pieces of...more
Have you ever made the kind of phone call that makes you feel you deserve to be reprimanded by your spouse? You sheepishly dial the number and deliver the news. In my case, I was relaying news of the imminent delivery of the 16 chicks I had...more
My father has hunted for as long as I can remember. This year he retired after 38 years as a fire fighter, so my husband and I were excited to organize his first fly-in hunting trip.
We have enjoyed fresh moose meat for the last three winters, so wemore