It was warm for opening day of the season but I was not going to complain. My dad, Spike, and I sat in the only patch of grass tall enough to hide in. The sun was on our backs and our German Shepherd lay between us. The Hudson Bay’s tide was far out and it …
I got up early to get the sleep out of my eyes and the frog out of my throat in preparation for my first interview on behalf of What’s Up Yukon. I would be talking with Susan Aglukark, who lives three time zones to the east. Seven thirty in the morning, Yukon time, was a …
Karine Genest offers us a view of Churchill, Manitoba during the polar bear migration season during her show Un Autre Nord: Les Ours Polaires de Churchill, at the Centre de la Francophonie on Strickland Street. A selection of digital photographs turns a lens on the largest, whitest and furriest temporary residents of that community on …
“Hayley wake up,” I whispered. “It’s 4:30 and we have to get ready. The sun will be up soon.” This was a very common phrase in our house. When I was just a boy, about six, my dad started to take me out hunting. These were the best days of my childhood. We would get …
