Maybe a bit to much of Hank's Happy Juice last night, but this should set the mood---
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Gotta ride herd on a couple of young'uns tonight so I might get tied up. However, since you're venturing into one of the richest historical areas of Canada's north, here are a few tourist brochures Hank had lying around beside the Sears catalogue...
http://www.yukoninfo.com/whitehorse/info/whitehorsehistory.htm
http://www.ask.com/wiki/Whitehorse,_Yukon
http://www.wpyr.com/history/
http://explorenorth.com/library/aviation/cf-cpy.html
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'Till I came to the marge of Lake LaBarge,
And a derelict there lay.
It was jammed in the ice, and I saw in a trice
It was called the "Alice May".
I looked at it, and I thought a bit,
And I looked at my frozen chum,
Then, "Here", said I, with a sudden cry,
"Is my crematorium."
http://www.potw.org/archive/potw22.html
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1cmmuQ8wYV0&feature=related
Sam's ashes may be seen here...
http://www.pbase.com/mad_monte1/yukon_river&page=all
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"Take the oath again, Daylight," the same voice cried. "I sure will. I first come over Chilcoot in '83. I went out over the Pass in a fall blizzard, with a rag of a shirt and a cup of raw flour. I got my grub-stake in Juneau that winter, and in the spring I went over the Pass once more. And once more the famine drew me out. Next spring I went in again, and I swore then that I'd never come out till I made my stake. Well, I ain't made it, and here I am. And I ain't going out now. I get the mail and I come right back. I won't stop the night at Dyea. I'll hit up Chilcoot soon as I change the dogs and get the mail and grub. And so I swear once more, by the mill-tails of hell and the head of John the Baptist, I'll never hit for the Outside till I make my pile. And I tell you-all, here and now, it's got to be an almighty big pile."
—Jack London,
Burning Daylight (1910)
http://www.ask.com/wiki/Chilkoot_Pass