After the rapids we rafted up and relaxed. Bob had a penny whistle and we celebrated with an Irish jig played on his penny whistle whilst we drifted down the river. He was a great musician and we were often treated to a ditty in the evenings or occasionally during the day.
Often high above the river at the top of fresh cliffs there was a layer of white ash. This is the result of a volcanic eruption that covered the area with ash a few thousand years ago. First Nation stories tell of a summer without sun. It varies in thickness between 2cms - 10cms but here it is particularly visible as it filled in a natural hollow in the landscape. It is also jokingly referred to as Sam McGee's ashes, a reference to Robert Service's poem entitled the Cremation of Sam McGee.
You know that you are a Yukoner when....
...the
temperature is minus 35C and you can say it was warmer on the same day last
year
...minus 10C
in winter is a warm day
...you put
more chlorine in your water supply when you see what’s melting out of the snow
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