Yukon – a story of change and love

Let’s go back in 2015, when I was not yet living my life. One day I got the task to go to New York for a job trip. So I started looking at the map, searching for a place where to spend another one or two weeks of traveling. I always loved cold wilderness, even if at that time I never went wilder than my confort zone of small towns in Italian Alps. So I looked up north, norther than the USA border, following the Alaska Highway, more north than British Columbia, and I found a big area marked as a national park: it was Kluane, in Yukon Territories.

Kluane, together with other 3 neighbored parks, is one of the biggest protected wild area of our planet. I discovered that this incredible place is covered 70% by icefields, from which a couple of peaks above 5000m emerge. Only 30.000 people live in all over Yukon, and most of them are concentrated in the capital city. I was immediately attracted by this land, so I took 2 weeks off aside my job trip, and I took a 25 hours flight to Whitehorse, the capital city of Yukon.

Looking down from the plane was already an adventure, seeing an infinity of wild hills covered by last snow of late summer. I touched the land, and the air was fresh and pure. The small airport is surrounded by conifer bushes, and more far I was able to see some mountains.

Coming home I started training hard, I met the Italian explorer Matteo della Bordella and his climbing buddies of Ragni di Lecco, and I started taking inspiration from their travels and experiences, planning my adventures to other places as Patagonia, Japanese alps, Caucasus, Sahara desert and many others. Anyway, my heart belongs to the Yukon: since 2015 I have been going there every year, discovering new and more remote places of this land.

In 2016 I took part to an amazing experience with the Alpine Club of Canada: I was dropped by an old-style plane with other mountaineers for a couple of nights in the middle of the Kluane Icefields, with just a tent to face to -30C of short arctic night, ski- touring around during the day. In 2017 I went further north, to Tombstone, a sharped mountain area at the edge of the Arctic Circle.

Therefore I finally had enough experience to plan a trip including many days of self-sufficiency, with my holy girlfriend. In 2018 we walked for several days deep into the wilderness, far aways from any road or marked trail. What’s next? I look forward to improve my climbing skills to explore the Circle of Unclimbables in Nahanni land, or my self-sufficiency abilities to explore the Ivvavik at 69N latitude, bringing again my contemplating eyes to this magic country.