After paddling solo 1,300 kilometres and reaching the Arctic Circle, I finished my wilderness trek retracing the Klondike gold rush. What a trip! It began at the Pacific Ocean near the foot of the Chilkoot and White Passes, and ended at Fort Yukon, Alaska, a major Arctic resupply point for 19th century Klondike miners. In total I travelled 1,500 kilometres by canoe, historic train and hiking boots. During almost five weeks of paddling the Yukon River mostly in flood conditions, I took roughly ...
French President Charles de Gaulle was coaxed from a visit with Mayor Jean Drapeau on July 24, 1967, by a crowd of thousands chanting his name outside Montréal’s City Hall.
As he stepped onto the balcony over the building’s main entrance, a great cheer rose up. With confidence, de Gaulle gave a brief speech, punctuating his final words with the unforgettable cry "Vive le Québec libre!"
Below the balcony, where throngs gathered to glimpse de ...
It's not really a sweet tooth that makes us want to buy up every cake in the bakery. It's that squishier organ - our tongue.
Scientists have now dramatically increased our knowledge of how taste cells detect sugars, unlocking some of the tongue's mystique.
Researchers from the Monell Chemical Senses Center have learned that the way we taste sweets isn't fully explained by our current knowledge of how sugar receptors work. "The taste system continues to amaze me at how smart it is and how it ...
On the edge of downtown Ottawa, just steps from the National Archives of Canada and Parliament, is a gully that leads to one of the city's hidden treasures. Traveling down its grassy slope you can hear the rush of white water and soon see a short stretch of river that kayakers from all over the world come to paddle.
It's on these waters that many of Canada's former and future Olympic kayakers have honed their skills. Every summer this man-made and natural boulder-strewn watercourse becomes a ...
Posted by Jessica Bell
on Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Imagine yourself at the age of 10. You're playing hide-and-seek with your friends and you end up hiding behind your mother's old jackets in a dark, mothball closet. You hear the seeker count down from 100 and when they reach the 'ready or not, here I come' part, you hold your breath.
That closet can become tight while you're waiting to be found. It is small, dingy and claustrophobic. At the last second, as it seems the seeker will never find you, you open the closet door for fresh air and give ...
