Yukon bush life

Our property was empty for over 10 years and we’ve always gone back to England for the summer, until now. We are a major annoyance to the local wildlife. Things keep wandering up to the house to munch on the lovely horsetail and blue bells that have come up all over the yard, or scratch their backs on our porch support posts, only to find two silly Brits and a dopey husky hanging around. Some of our flowers- Yukon bluebells Vetch Flowering saxifrage What's this? Don't know. Does anyone else? A lynx swam all the way across river only to discover the place occupied and a most interesting satellite dish installed, which required a good sniff. I have no pics as we were washing naked in the river at the time and Neil forbade me to bring the camera. A young cow moose had a stand-off with Homer around the washing line, until I called him away. He was happy to hide behind my knees whilst we watched her ponder what to do and eventually walk out th...

(Whitehorse) I’ve read the manuals for the chainsaws, the outboard motor, the truck and I’m just looking at the owner's guide for our new Skidoo. There is no mention of a penis. Safety goggles, helmets, ear defenders, yes, but I’m 100% sure I’ve seen nothing about penises. The new Skidoo. After trouble with our 20 year old machine last winter we bit the bullet and got a new one. I’m hoping this winter’s blogs will have less mechanical content. A relief all round When I picked up our new machine at the Skidoo dealership, I asked for everything I need to do the first service as I can't bring it back to Whitehorse. I didn’t see any genitals in the box with the oil and filter. No one chased me out the yard as I pulled away shouting “Hey, hold up! We forgot your scrotum!”  The night before I left Whitehorse I sat in my little Airbnb room watching TV and feeling nervous. It’s nearly 400 miles to Forty Mile. I’m not used to driving a truck, I’m not used to...