Dear Vi, While my friends on the west coast are enjoying a bit of a cool and rainy summer, here in Dawson City, Yukon things have been quite delightful. Well, for the most part, anyway.We did go through a couple of weeks of being choked by smoke from forest fires, but thankfully no longer. Now… Continue reading The Weather Outside: Frightful and Delightful
Tag: yukon
Back in Dawson City
Dear Vi, We’ve been back in Dawson City for just over a week, and I’ll tell ya, it feels good. This morning as I was walking Samson on the trail beside the highway, his inspection of a clump of grass was interrupted by the sound of an ATV approaching from behind. We stepped to the… Continue reading Back in Dawson City
Good Bye, Dawson City (until next year)
Dear Vi, Our Yukon summer sojourn is over. We drove away from Dawson City two days ago. Tomorrow will see the Yukon behind us for another winter. I took a lot of walks, saw two parades, read a lot of books, made my 60,000 word goal on the next novel, made some new friends, and… Continue reading Good Bye, Dawson City (until next year)
Dawson City, Yukon: old and new, side-by-side
Dear Vi, Dawson City sits at the place where the Klondike and Yukon Rivers merge. The Klondike River is on the left, the much larger Yukon River on the right In many ways, the town itself mirrors this merging. The rivers flow side-by-side for a ways, the line between the muddy Yukon and the (slightly)… Continue reading Dawson City, Yukon: old and new, side-by-side
They came, he barked, they went away
I’m sitting out on the deck this morning with my coffee, where it’s warm in the sun but still cool in the shade. Sam is sitting out on the dock looking serene and peaceful, sniffing the breeze, watching the fish jump and keeping an eye on the boat launch in the campground next door. This… Continue reading They came, he barked, they went away
Company (or whatever you do, don’t get locked in the outhouse)
The deck spilled over with people, an impromptu gathering of friends old and new for a picnic. Some that were invited hadn’t been able to make it. Others brought friends to introduce to us. Everybody came with food…burgers, salmon, a dozen salads, fruit, desserts. The children played in the lake and the dogs ranged between… Continue reading Company (or whatever you do, don’t get locked in the outhouse)