Golfing in the Yukon Territory.











Pronounced “Too Shy”. Air temperature: a balmy 50 degrees. Water temperature: not much higher. Three hours on the river dominating class 4 rapids. Sadly, the only thing wrong with the trip was all 16 of us forgot to bring beers for the bus ride home.











Pyramid is the peak in the middle- the one that looks like a pyramid…
On Sunday afternoon five of us decided to set out and climb to the summit of Pyramid Peak. Three of us in the group had not been up it yet. I was the only one with limited experience with alpine climbing, and by limited experience I mean I’ve never done it before. No problem, they’ll just show me what to do as we go up. Will and I decided to stay the night in the free cabin at Upper Dewey Lake, which was a great idea considering we didn’t get back there until midnight. Half cooked Chicken Tikka Masala has never tasted better than at 1 AM that night.

At this juncture of the climb we fanned out and tried not to cross each other’s paths. There were way too many loose rocks/boulders and we never knew when one was going to come tumbling down.


A view of Devil’s Punchbowl as we ascend.

The start of the scramble.

Two 60 meter pitches from here and we are at the summit.





We made it!



Minutes before this I was given a crash course on rappelling… at 5000 feet above town… no big deal.






The season is half over. What better way to raise spirits than going zip-lining?























Fireworks in the fjord.


The morning parade through town. It lasted 15 minutes.


Egg toss competition. There were people across seven blocks competing.

Deering and Down at Bonanza after all the day festivities.
The weekend after the Summer Solstice is a local party put on by the Elks Lodge for charity. It’s an all day event with live music and a beer garden that opens at 4 pm. From 4 until 12 am we went through 13 kegs. It’s a good thing everything in town is a few blocks away!


The airport runway started about a block from the party.



Best pulled pork sandwich ever.




Just a couple of bad asses checking id’s at the door.