After spending 2 years living on the rugged coast of Northeastern Scotland, a job now takes us to Fairbanks Alaska. Originally from Oregon, I am a writer, a mother, an aspiring frontier woman, a nostalgia junkie, and a book addict. I call myself a trailer wife, which refers to the state of a person (most often a woman) who is caught up in the professional trajectory of their spouse. This blog will chronicle my journey between two places I never, ever, imagined I'd call home.
This Saturday marked the start of the Yukon Quest, a 1000 mile sled dog race between Fairbanks and White Horse. On odd number years, they start in White Horse and finish in Fairbanks, but this year the dogs set off from the frozen banks of the Chena river, in downtown Fairbanks. I was SO excited to go.
For one thing, how cool is it to gallivant around on a frozen river? I don't know why this appealed to me so much, but I couldn't stop thinking about the possibility that the ice would crack and we'd all be plunged into the freezing depths. It was very exciting.
For another, people talk about this race and sled dog racing in general so much, it's hard not to get swept away in the whole Jack London adventuresome spirit of it all. And I knew it would be terrific people watching.
The start line.
The frozen Chena River and the race chute
Here I am explaining to Gus how THE PUPPIES are coming
The first team! (Check out the little doggie slippers)
Sweet outfit.
I'm pretty sure a few people showed up just for the free bagels.
He's putting on a tough face here, but he was not cool with the 8 degree weather (which everyone was exclaiming was SOOOO warm).
Santa?
1 comments:
Oooooooooooooooh Cool pix. Can we have a short story Mrs VL pls? Must have been brilliantly inspiring to watch these characters slide on by....
xx
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