Astrid and Otto Røt are two musical orphans from Berlin. Or maybe not. Their parents were killed by a train on her 12th birthday, Astrid explains. Or maybe eaten by lions, as Otto claims. Together, the ersatz siblings form the music and comedy duo, Die Røten Pünkte, which is often compared to such acts as …
Dawson survives as it does because it had prominent champions among the wordsmiths of the 20th century. Without the stories of Jack London, the poetry of Robert Service and the non-fiction of Pierre Berton, I doubt if any amount of gold could actually have bought the town the brand recognition that came from their typewriters. …
Weathered boards from old cabins, archival photos from the Gold Rush era, and 21st century communications technology. These are the ingredients behind the exhibition Old Faces, Old Places, which recently relocated from the Chocolate Claim to Bella Home Décor on Industrial Road. The show is a collaboration between local painter Deanna Slonski and Toronto artist …
At 7:40, I set off on foot through the woods towards the highway. At 8:00, Mary Whitley picked me up. She had already plucked another friend from the highway. We were going on a hike following Quill Creek on the Haines Road. We had heard that part of the bush road going northeast at Quill …
The Bonanza Creek Road winds through piles of dredge tailings—hills of gravel mounded like ground deposited by a gigantic earthworm—and abandoned, rusting mining equipment. This road was once the life vein of Dawson City. In the mid-20th century, the city was a supply centre for the dredges and the dredging community located at Bear Creek, …
This summer I learned that random acts of sunlight, a broken lawnmower and tolerant neighbours can lead to a lot of delicious, surprising salad ingredients growing all over my backyard. Instead of the monoculture of lawn, there’s a botanical array of 50 shades of green between the greenhouse and the door. My landlords are away …
If, on a recent walk through the Mount McIntrye trails, you’ve heard a lot of rustling and crashing around in the bushes, it may not have been the bear you feared it was. Instead, it may be a pack of disc golfers. Most simply put, disc golf is like regular golf except with Frisbees. In …
“I was born under a tree (on September 6, 1920), way up the MacMillan River, at Russell Creek,” J.J. Van Bibber told the Klondike Sun back in 2009. “Whenever a baby was ready to be born, mom (Eliza) just holed up for a week, and then put us on her back, and just keep going.” …
If you’ve ever been to a Belgian beer bar you know that those Belgians have a different glass for every type of beer, bless their souls. It seems gimmicky, but they take their beer seriously. I was in Brussels during the Brussels Beer Weekend in the balmy month of September a few years ago. The …
