Whitehorse

On the flats around the Whitehorse Rapids was a great largess of wild flowers.

The little room was papered with a design of wild roses that minded me of the Whitehorse Rapids.

We left our outfit here and began the journey down to Dawson, we had to shoot the far famed Whitehorse rapids.

For there, about two hundred yards away, were the dreaded Whitehorse Rapids.

The eagle over at Whitehorse ranch had fought the cat most terrible.