Not only was it a cozy home with a great space for getting writing done, the community up there is friendly, welcoming and vibrant, rife with stuff to do!
You might be thinking, "A small town in the middle of the Yukon in the dead of winter? What could there be to do?"
Well, I curled, I hiked, I snowshoed. I went dog mushing. I played a lot of ping pong. I went to trivia nights. I attended potlucks and worked with the kids at the school on writing for the newspaper, and on writing a survival guide for school. I went to concerts, movies, and plays. I also learned how to skijore, which is the best! It's cross country skiing, but you also harness your body to a sled dog. They pull while you ski, and it's so fast and sweaty and super fun! I saw the northern lights a lot, and I got to take a weekend trip up to Inuvik, which is in the Northwest Territories and even farther north than I was!
I would say that it was a once in a lifetime experience, but I don't think it is. I'm already planning my return trip back next winter.