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Meet the new boss…. “I am his Highness’ dog at Kew, please tell me sir, whose dog are you?” Alexander Pope,…
Life intervenes. My acting class has been postponed to an unknown date because my teacher's mother has become seriously ill. What now? I ask myself.
Sometimes, it’s the what-if’s that make history interesting. It’s rather like the butterfly effect: a time traveller goes back in time to view events in the distant past, being careful not to disturb anything while on the journey...
In the summer of 1899, American botanist John Berry Tarleton spent months travelling from Skagway to Dawson. While late gold seekers sped past him, Tarleton poked along the banks of the Upper Yukon River, looking for plants. And he found his own kind of treasure.
The last day to collect points for the Recycling Club for Children is November 14. For those who are new to the Recycling Club, both points and the cash refund are given on all eligible beverage containers.
I always enjoyed talking to the late Frank Slim. I knew him for many years; he saw many changes in the Yukon during his lifetime. Born near Marsh Lake in 1898, he later moved to Lake Laberge.
The sparkling of open water could be ignored no longer. Break-up was under way, slowly and haphazardly, and had created an open spot of water right by our doorstep.
This week, the Liberal Party of Canada launched its summer campaign bus in a teeming downpour, with leader Michael Ignatieff gamely joking the rain was a Conservative ploy.
It's official. This summer is "open season" for the Alaska Highway natural gas pipeline, when pipeline builders go to market and seek enough firm commitments from gas producers to build a pipeline.
SEMPORA, SABAH, Malaysian Borneo Splash! Another diver backflipped off the side of the boat into the warm waters of the Sea of Celebes.
Unlike the British reality TV chap recently airlifted out of Tincup Lake, I am, of course, not alone. There is my partner Sam, except for those times he's out for work, and then there are our dogs.
The tension was as thick as the smoke swirling around us. A strong wind pushing up the valley towards us fanned the fire.
Ah, the mosh pit. It is the very essence of what it means to be a young person in the post-modern age. It's where we go to escape the digital confines of the internet and reconnect with real people in a somewhat primal fashion.
The Northern Climate Exchange up at Yukon College and the city of Whitehorse, along with other organizations, are creating a new Whitehorse Green Guide. It is so green it will not even be printed on paper, instead it will be internet based.
As April draws to a close, most people have probably already forgotten about the April Fools event that did not happen, this year: the massive internet disturbance, much warned about and ballyhooed in the press, caused by the computer worm called Conficke
‘There are strange things done in the midnight sun “By the men who moil for gold; The Arctic trails have their secret tales That would…
What kind of dictator allows scientists to conduct potentially maiming and deadly experiments on its citizens? In this day in age, it’s the…
It’s the Palace Bakery, which once stood on the entrance to Dawson City. I found the Palace Bakery building interesting in 1961 so I sketched…
A Merry Christmas to you and yours — may the people under your roof never fall out, and may your roof never fall in. The freedom gift . . .
The Democratic race is not about who has the most delegates. Or better put, it’s not about who has the most delegates in February or March or…