My great uncle Donald Leary used to tell me stories about the Yukon when I was a child. His stories were probably my favourite part of our family reunions in Roseisle, Manitoba.My mother, siblings and I used to drive there from...
Read MoreOn some days, the wind blows from the north. A Whitehorse legend that drifts down the road is this: music and art are taught with passion and respected for their true value.Are there really open mics happening all over town?Was...
Read MoreThe Overland Trail was a transportation corridor between Whitehorse and Dawson City constructed by the White Pass and Yukon Route at the turn-of-the-century. Spanning 530 kilometres, it took five days to navigate by horsedrawn...
Read MoreI’m in the ‘98 drinking water (sober January) and waiting for Claire Ness to arrive. “LondonCalling” by The Clash is playing, which, for some reason, doesn’t feel out of place here.Once Claire arrives, the first topic we land on...
Read Morestruck his family, and Vig started drinking heavily to cope. Then he got a job with an oil company, and hightailed to Inuvik to work on a rig.”I was trying to get away from myself, but myself came along.”But Vig...
Read MoreThere is something about that lone fiddle playing in a room: The ambience, the mood, the emotions, all ride on its notes.There is something about that lone couple dancing in front of the band: Swept up in the music, comfortable...
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