Our area is known for a legendary dogsled race that runs each winter. It's a qualifier for the Iditarod, but, due to the lack of snow this year, they had to cancel it - for the first time since its 1983 inception, I think. It was a sad, sad decision, but one that had to be made, thanks to Global Warming.Fortunately, a couple of business owners stepped up to the plate and hosted a purely "fun" race (run north of the legal course where there WAS adequate snow). No rules except "No Running In the Pool Area" (really!). Well, I take that back, there was one rule to the mass start: each of the 40 mushers had to be inside his/her sleeping bag with their boots OFF and none but their lead dog harnessed when the gun went off. ;) As you can imagine, mass pandemonium ensued, and everyone had a terrific time!
We planned on attending the start and then returning home to get something done, but we ran into friends, caught the excitement of the day, and followed the race the entire way!
It was a cold, blustery day which turned into fun, big snowglobe snowfall once the wind died down. PERFECT for a sleddog race! Here are a couple of shots from the beginning of the race where they all took off across a lake. The dogs are RARIN' to go!!!
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