Yukon in Pictures

As fall peeks around the corner, and I settle into my mountain-free, Nebraska existence, I can’t help but look back with longing upon the untamed bounty of these past summer months. Yukon, you’ll always have a place in one of the wilder portions of my heart.

On Embracing the Unexpected

If anyone told me last August, that I’d be making my home in Lincoln, Nebraska for the next five plus years, I wouldn’t believe it. I knew I would settle somewhere to start my PhD, but in my mind it was mountains or bust – the flat Midwest certainly never crossed my mind. And yet,…

The Road to Skagway

After a particularly frustrating day in the field that involved some very uncooperative sparrows and a stowaway ground squirrel in our engine (he was fine, just relocated to the bottom of the mountain), we decided to get away from Whitehorse for a day or two and sample some golden crowned sparrow populations abroad. The next morning…

Yukon – A Day in the Field

Over the past few weeks the mountain has slowly shifted from spring into summer. Snow has melted into muddy puddles, purple patches of lupine are slowly replaced by yellow cinquefoil, and the number of layers we strip off throughout the day has increased.

Yukon – First Impressions

I arrived at the airport just after midnight. My plane had chased the setting sun north from Vancouver, British Columbia to my final destination Whitehorse, Yukon. Outside, it looked like dusk had only just begun to settle in. I wouldn’t see anything darker for the next two months. This was Yukon, land of the midnight…