It seemed like a good idea at the time. Isn’t that how all mishaps, er…adventures…begin? Well, it did. Because our motorized quad recently suffered a terminal injury (to go left you have to turn right…don’t ask!), we have been training dogs on our Suburban. This is an effective way to build muscle and condition the dogs – not to mention the luxury for the mushers! A radio! Heat! However, it gets stale and boring after a while.
So, I thought it would be great fun to explore some trails we are looking forward to running on sleds with a motorless quad we have been borrowing from our extremely nice neighbors (Tim and Monica, osmarracingandtours.com, just to give them their due!). We hitched eight dogs up to the front of the quad and had a lovely fast run down the grassy trail for about a mile or so. That’s when we hit the first patch of swamp.
This patch was actually not unexpected and we knew that it was likely not yet frozen enough to keep us completely out of the muck. We all, dogs and mushers, soldiered through despite some deep spots and a couple of hang ups on a stump – or three. All in all though, nothing too major and since it was early in the run, we were all – dogs and mushers – still happy, amped up and ready to roll!
On we went and soon we were out of the icy muck and onto some fun trail. A few logs in the way that we easily went over and some great training opportunities at forks in the trail and hills to climb. The dogs never cease to amaze me with their spirit, enthusiasm and desire to try new things. Since this team is all new to me this year and my leaders are new-to-lead leaders, I was so excited to see them sally forth and take on new things.