Gaylight shines bright in Whitehorse
Whitehorse’s Main Street was once again a flowing river of colour, support and pride on June 10.
Dog days of summer: Yukon Kennel Club hosts 46th annual dog show
Janine Starink has a hair dryer in one hand and a brush in the other. She softly hums to the music playing on her portable speaker as she gets ready to carefully brush. But it’s not her hair she’s doing. Today isn’t about her. It’s all about Manny.
Champagne and Aishihik scholar lands prestigious scholarship
Jocelyn Joe-Strack was sitting on her desk, writing up the working land use plan for her First Nation’s land when she was struck with an idea.
Advice for new gardeners: Kick the tires, then grow potatoes in them
The kale took longer than expected to come up. I suppose that’s because kale, when fully grown, will overrun a garden like a particularly delicious weed in about the time it takes to sneeze.
After 30 years, a final trip for Whitehorse’s resident Greyhound driver
Roger Veilleux has been a bus driver with Greyhound for 31 years. He’s been driving the same run, between Whitehorse and Fort Nelson, for the last 16.
At Lumel Studios, glass blowing program for ‘river walkers’ is ‘just right’
Glass artist Mark Steudle twists the molten glass — which has been heated in a furnace to 1,200C — about the end of the pipe with decisive but delicate care.
Whitehorse’s thrift stores are gone, but the flea market lives on
A child skips past holding a naked doll, a bead braided into its hair. An older man with the sleeves of his polo shirt rolled up to his shoulders leafs through a box of records, setting aside a copy of Bach’s collected symphonies with a well-loved cover.
Yukon health and wellness conference highlights local fitness industry
Yukon’s most fit and those hoping to get shredded will be sweating and learning in the Whitehorse Westmark hotel next month.
These little farmers go to market
Everybody loves a farmer’s market — the stalls brimming with vegetables, the artisans selling handcrafted goods, the smell of grilling food, the sound of kids running and shrieking through the stalls.
Why we don’t report
When the police came, they stepped inside wearing black polished boots, dripping salt and slush on the floor. The officers were both young white males and stood with their hands on their hips.
Indestructible snowshoes, super moisturizers and more: meet the Yukon Innovation Prize finalists
Allan Benjamin wants to blend traditional knowledge and modern materials to create efficient and “indestructible” snowshoes.
From bone broth to brain ravioli: new cookbook marries contemporary and traditional caribou recipes
Skinning and cooking a caribou head might seem like a daunting task, even for experienced cooks. After all, how often do Yukoners have a chance to eat morel mushroom caribou brain ravioli?
Cod almighty: Yukon’s East Coast association to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day
Living about as far away from the East Coast as you can get and still be in Canada, it might be safe to assume St. Patrick’s Day celebrations in Whitehorse are close to non-existent.
Carpenters recognize lifetimes spent building the Yukon
When Douglas Rody moved from Yellowknife to the Yukon in 1975, Whitehorse only had a handful of traffic lights, there was no paved road to Skagway, and only few subdivisions existed.
In chaotic Nepal, beauty can be a curse
Janaki is too pretty. Her black-lashed eyes dominate a heart-shaped face. She exudes such sweetness. Janaki was 5 or 6 when she first came to the orphanage in Lumbini, Nepal.
A pal for the weekend, or longer: Shelter looking for canine foster homes
If you love dogs but can’t own one, and still want to spend time with humanity’s best friend, here’s an idea: become a foster owner.
The ‘little town that wanted to but didn’t quite make it’: Conrad City to become a historic site
Local historian Murray Lundberg’s book Fractured Veins and Broken Dreams sums up the man behind the Windy Arm mining stampede and Conrad City, the townsite that appeared and vanished almost overnight more than 100 years ago.
A date with a book
The Whitehorse Public Library has found a quick and easy way for patrons to explore its collection.
‘Ain’t that something?’ Memories of Dick Person
I met Dick Person on my first trip to the North in 1994. I was as green as green could be. I hadn’t even been camping since I was a kid, but here I was, setting off for a summer in the bush.
How Busha bounced back
It was almost dark and the lights flickered in Bairahwa, Nepal. Men and women were rushing. In half an hour — 7 p.m. — the last bus would leave Bairahwa for Rupandehi.