Dawson City’s 1905 Stanley Cup challenge
I recently managed to find another excuse to visit the Yukon. I did events to promote Bad Singer in Whitehorse and Dawson City, saw friends and enjoyed the scenery, the skies and the light, but the main reason for my trip was research. I want to write a historical non-fiction book about Dawson City’s 1905 Stanley […]
Klondike Creative Class
Klondide Creative Class What’s the Klondike really like today, more than a century after the Gold Rush? Well, according to one filmmaker who lives in Dawson City, it’s like Leonard Cohen’s Greece. Here’s “Klondike Creative Class,” my story about the coolest town in Canada and how it created a thriving arts community. And here’s an […]
In Pursuit of Silver and Gold
In Pursuit of Silver and Gold Rian Lougheed-Smith (a Dawson City artist, entrepreneur and bartender) wrote this lovely piece about me and my time at Berton House for What’s Up Yukon. Bonus: story includes Joe Strummer lyrics.
The Views from Dawson City’s Midnight Dome
The Views from Dawson City’s Midnight Dome Down the Yukon: The northwestern view from Dawson City’s Midnight Dome I wrote this piece about the views from Dawson City’s Midnight Dome for a Toronto Star Canada Day special package called “My Favourite Place.” The paper also published one of the many photos I shot from the Dome during […]
Cover photo
Cover photo I’ve had cover stories before, but never a cover photo. Until now. I profiled Austrian filmmaker Andreas Horvath for What’s Up Yukon and also shot him atop the Midnight Dome with the Yukon River in the background.
Peppermint tea with Caveman Bill
Peppermint tea with Caveman Bill Caveman Bill steps out his front door When you hear about a guy who lives in a cave, you naturally figure that he leads a rather rudimentary existence. But you’d be surprised. Last week I visited Caveman Bill, who lives in a cave across the river from Dawson City. His […]
Berton House
Berton House Big Tim and I thumbed to Dawson City, though not as quickly as we’d hoped. Hitchhiking in 1979 was far easier than it is today and, in Yukon, just about any car that was going our way stopped to pick us up. We worked in a mine in Elsa that summer and were headed […]
