All further deepen in the Northern Territory. Yukon. North - everywhere. Varied, but stunted, compared to ours, vegetation (trees thin, low grass)) Mosquitoes are trying to take off my helmet, you only stop to contemplate the beauty of the surrounding. Especially large and persistent.
I am in the capital of the Yukon - White Horse (whether "in", or "on»), Whitehorse. And the name of the city so not because there is such a delicious drink) They say that since the Indians called it, because the thresholds of the Yukon (River) flowing mane resemble their horses. It is from here and begin the journey to the Klondike, rather, on the Klondike (also a river).