After two days driving Dempster Highway, arguably one of the worst and most dangerous roads in the world, my secretary and I both needed a drink badly. Rain ran rivers down the windscreen and we rolled long hills under heavy cloud. But there were blue skies over Dawson City and it was lit up gold like a beacon at the end of these dark Dempster afternoons.Read more "Captain Dick Put A Severed Toe In My Drink"
The sky was pink in the moments before the sun rose over the mountains surrounding Whitehorse. But as is usually the case when I am onboard an airplane, or in most everyday situations for that matter, I was too preoccupied with my imminent, gasoline soaked death to appreciate the natural beauty of this fleeting moment.Read more "Death By Numbers"
Eagle Plains, population 8. This is the place to be when they drop the bomb and the zombies crawl out of the ground. Everything necessary is here: generators, food, fuel, a helicopter, guns, ammo, fresh water and most importantly, a bar.Read more "A Long Night At The Last Hotel In The World"