The dogs lean into their harnesses and the sled begins to move, crunching over the snow. A strange sensation comes over you… you are now a musher!
“Go Omiak, mush Yukon, on Maïcha!” The brave beasts reach their stride, barking joyfully all the while. On the sled, snuggled under a caribou pelt, your passenger smiles beatifically as you pass below towering cliffs, enter the sleepy forest and marvel at the ice stalactites that have formed on a frozen wall. Upon returning from your expedition, you curl your hands around a steaming cup of hot chocolate in the comfort of a yurt. As you savour a red deer medallion in the evening, your only concern is what the morrow will bring. Should you take a skiplane tour, go ice fishing, snowmobiling or cross-country skiing? It’s so difficult to choose! The hotel’s backyard spreads out as far as the eye can see: 500-square kilometres of wilderness with breathtaking sights and 30 kilometres of trails over hill and dale, offering a great cardio workout. Need to unwind? Slip on a pair of traditional snowshoes and head deep into the forest to meet… no one. That’s to be expected. Nature, up close and personal.