Hardly any river stands for wilderness and adventure as much as the Yukon, and Dirk Rohrbach falls for its myth again and again. So far, he has navigated the river in the northwest of America three times in a canoe he built himself from birch bark, covering 10,000 kilometers on the water, from the headwaters through tundra and taiga to the mouth at the Bering Sea. Along and on the river he meets hunters, fishermen and dropouts, talks to chiefs and trappers, eats caribou, moose and freshly caught salmon with the locals. He has the boat transported over the White Pass by an old gold prospecting railroad and arrives at the former gold mining town of Dawson via the notorious Five Finger Rapids. For the First Nations villages on its banks, with no road connection to the outside world, the Yukon is the lifeline. Above all, the rough, breathtaking and majestic river is also the realm of bears, moose and eagles. For Dirk himself, however, it remains a lifelong dream and the way to come to himself.