The day the sun didn’t set for a father and a son

June 21, 2007 Somewhere in the Arctic on a day when the sun never sets While Matt sleeps, I watch the subtly changing sky as the sun circles around to the north.  The clouds are breaking up and patches of blue are oozing through.  The day is warming.  I smell spruce, woodsmoke and musky earth. …Read More…

Sourtoe Cocktail Club

The Yukon Odyssey of a Father and Son in Search of a Mummified Human Toe … and Everything Else When the author and his teenage son embark on a road trip to the Yukon to seek out a macabre cocktail containing an amputated human toe, they unwittingly begin a journey into their past, present and…Read More…