Isn't time a beautiful and mysterious thing stretched as far as the eye can see!
So there I was, gobsmacked looking at the last 10,000 or so years stretching as far as the eye could see. Few places on the planet have been so unchanged over the course of time.
Canada’s Yukon Territory was etched in rugged relief against a peaceful sky. The subarctic landscape was both majestic and humble. There was mystery, yet serenity.
It was like coming home to a place I'd never been. I felt so at peace with the planet in Canada's Yukon.
Glacier-fed water as cold as it was clear cut across the foreign landscape more moonscape than planet earth. The isolation was tangible. Then again, Canada’s YT, larger and considerably colder than the state of California, is almost completely unsettled. Four-legged species far outnumber humans. Most of the Yukon’s 37,000 inhabitants (one thousandth the population of California) live in Whitehorse, the territory capital.
The Coast Mountains running through Canada and Alaska are part of the Pacific Ring of Fire.
Archeologists believe that man may have followed those four-legged creatures (woolly mammoth, saiga antelope and caballid horses) across the Bering Land Bridge 13,000 years ago, before vast continental ice sheets began melting and rising sea levels swallowed up the land mass between Siberia and Alaska 10,000 years ago.
Most of the Yukon's glacier-fed lakes flow into the Yukon River for which the area was named.
I believe there is such a thing as love at first sight.
It’s the great, big, broad land ’way up yonder,
It’s the forests where silence has lease;
It’s the beauty that thrills me with wonder,
It’s the stillness that fills me with peace.
The Spell of the Yukon, 1907, Robert Service
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