Canada has a great deal to offer tourists and residents alike, and the great white north is no exception. I had the pleasure of travelling into the Yukon, and discovering the wonderful city of Dawson with all its historic significance.
Dawson is not that easy to get to. I drove from Fairbanks, Alaska and after 13 hours behind the wheel, I was glad to be out of the car. I was amazed at how much emptiness exists in Canada. Driving four and five hours without seeing any signs of civilization, makes you appreciate the vast beauty, at the same time, realizing how insignificant we are in comparison to Mother Nature.
I pulled into Dawson and immediately looked for Jack London. The closest I came was a torn copy of Cry of the Wild on