Well there’s no rush is there?
Not much to tell. Whitehorse is quite a nice town. Not pretty exactly, but small and friendly and the surrounding countryside is magnificent. It’s the biggest town in the area and as such has all the amenities you’d expect from the biggest town in the Yukon. Oh, you can look the rest up on that interweb!
The one thing the Internet won’t tell you about Whitehorse is that it seems to have a disproportionate amount of attractive women in it. They weren’t all tourists so something keeps them in Whitehorse. And it’s not the men. Whitehorse has a disproportionate amount of unattractive men in it. The only thing I can think of is this is the spiritual home of The Gold Digger. The attractive women are here waiting for another gold rush and then they can snag their man. They are obviously playing the long game, and I say good luck to them. They are having to put up with a lot. Ugly, poor men, bears, mooses, dark for half the year, light for the other half, the cold and don’t forget the mosquitos. They must go home each night after a hard day at the insurance broker or laundromat and say to themselves, “Soon, honey, soon,” and check the price of gold.
Bon chance, ladies!
Love
Pete
A photo of a varmint, yesterday…
Maybe it’s got something to do with the half year of darkness? Maybe they get courted and sucked in by the ugly men and then when they finally can see what they look like it’s too late?
Finding this post has solved my pobrlem
Is that a pic of one of those Alaskan long-tailed microbears I’ve read about?