Float plane in. Helicopter out. The packhorse group I met up with in the Yukon wilderness had already been on the go for 8 days. I arrived with beer, cigarettes and steaks. I had less than 48 hours with them, wringing as much adventure out of the short visit as possible. There were plenty of highlights- meals cooked on campfires, crossing steams on horseback and swimming in ice cold mountain lakes. I loved seeing a 9 year old, Dolly, thrive in tough conditions- bugs, cold nights, long hot strenuous days and sleeping in tents. It’s obvious that an adventurous spirit is ingrained in children from birth. Her open and curious mind was inspirational and spending time with her made me want to be a father one day.
Also, the Yukon is pretty much amazing. For Telegraph Magazine - The Travel Issue.