Trapper Dan

The making of the legendary Trapper Dan

Living up in Yukon Territory during the long cold dark winter gives a person some serious contemplation opportunities ( read – cabin fever ). During one of these cold stretches of -40, clamored around the only entertainment of the evening, the warmth of the wood stove and a beat up old guitar, I penned a few funny words together about how a good majority of people choose to spend their winter months dancing and carrying on all hours of the day and night. Thus, the legendary Trapper Dan was born.

As with all legends, Trapper Dan is larger than life in all regards. Starting from is ability to drink profusely while dancing with every the pretty women in Yukon all the way down to his robust belly and long Grizzly Adams like beard mopping up the ale on the dance floor. Trapper mistakenly grabs the buns of what he thought was the new girl in town as she passed by in the dance hall. It turns out that the “she” was a “he” and the “Y” was an “E” and Sally was spelled like you see, “SALE’ ”  (Gotta’ love the French! ). The old Trapper, being the macho man among men that he is, was shocked to his very core, enough to make him sob like a baby from her erroneous groping.  Although the names have been changed to protect the innocent, the story is completely true, or at least that’s the series of lies I’m going to continue to tell. Enjoy : - )