Trails, trails and more trails!

I was a (wannabe) musher for a long time. My first time on the back of the sled was way back in the early 1990’s. I even moved a few times searching for snow–don’t we all? I lived in Minnesota where it is sometimes very cold and the winters can be brutal but often there is not a lot of snow on the trails. I lived in Colorado where we would have to drive over two hours into the mountains before we could hook up the teams.

Then I moved to Alaska. I had dreamed about this for a long time. Now right out my back door is literally hundreds of miles of trails! Talk about snow? This year we have had so much snow that it makes it difficult to even run the teams.