‘Tā moko is not a tattoo for our people. It is a way of life’
‘This is one of the top folk music festivals in the country’
Fish and game association educates kids on the upside of the overlooked whitefish
‘Our ancestor’s stories are going to be our stories now. We’re going to make legends’
Eggs, meat, fish, berries: Yes. Chocolate and coffee? No.
New exhibits reveal the history of racism, prostitution and theft during Chilkoot trail era
Staff hope to eventually grow produce year round
Newly unearthed site Chilkoot Trail site was at risk of washing away
Jesse Vigliotti has one piece of advice for mature students considering a career change through further education. "Take the plunge. It's definitely worth it," said the 31-year-old father of two.
Hot on the heels of last summer's wildly successful event, Yukon geekdom is already getting pumped for the territory's second annual comic convention.
The elementary and the secondary schools have new leadership this year and, as new people will do, they bring fresh energy and ideas into the schools and the town.
Whitehorse's The Studio, "where yoga and Pilates meet under one roof," is hoping customers will take in the benefits from heated yoga, which is now being offered at its location in Granger Mall.
Todd Hardy is a fighter who shakes and disturbs you with the depth of his courage.
Hardy embraces life and death equally.
Imagine for a second what it must be like to live in extreme poverty. You likely have inadequate housing and find it hard to get a good night sleep. As a result you're a little slow - a little out of it.
My sen lines are severely clogged.
Which isn’t as serious as blocked arteries, but Thai masseuse Theresa Gulliver tells me it’s still…
Tareef Jaamour found out he was moving to Whitehorse from Jordan five days before he had to leave. He left his job, said goodbye to his parents and his siblings and got on a plane bound for Paris.
All the pretty horses Sled dogs remain a viable source of animal transport, but you still can't don period clothing and ride them in a circle. The Classic Open Horse Show returns to Watson Lake.
The wind is strong from the east. To my left a low line of hills rises from a beach littered with driftwood, to my right the Arctic Ocean ice extends infinitely into the sun.
I heard trilling laughter and the thud of small feet running in big boots. Then an elfin, pink, pirouetting imp danced into the room, smiling, laughing and wanting to be everywhere at once.
