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The sense of a hunter

It was a small, clicking kind of sound, only barely discernible above the very faint hiss of my own blood circulating. To say it was a still evening would not do justice to the quietness that lay over the woods like a thick down...

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Festive Fare from Friends

Editor’s Note:Residents of Dawson City are known to enjoy a good get-together with friends, especially in the long months of winter. So we asked a few Dawson “foodies” and party hosts to share some distinctive...

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More Festive Fare

Caribou Liver Patéby Michael EdwardsSeveral years ago up on the Blackstone I harvested my first caribou, a young male from the Porcupine herd. As my friend Jack Semple and I quartered the Wëdzey, we talked about the importance...

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From Winter Sports to Poetry

I’m inclined to blame the Germans. It seems that every year for the last half dozen or so out of the 12 years that the Fulda Extreme Winter Sports Event has taken place, the arrival of the red-suited FuldaFolk and their...

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