A few weeks ago, my friend Karen asked if I wanted to bring her second sled and drop bags back to her from Iditarod. Understand, Karen lives in Alberta, Canada and I live in Willow, Alaska. She had to get home before the Iditarod folks could get her stuff back from the trail. So I thought for a while--maybe two seconds---and said, YES! Road trip!! To sweeten the deal, I would return with two dogs from her kennels to add to my small team. So, on April 12, I became Alberta Bound. Check this video of the song:Alberta Bound by Paul Brandt---it's one of Karen's favorites!
While Alaska was slowly heading into Spring, we also had the chance of snow showers, which is exactly what it was doing the morning I left. Great. I tied the GATT sled (http://www.gattsled.com/) to the roof of my Blazer, checked all the gear I had packed the day before, kissed the huskies good bye and off I went. I had asked a couple people if they wanted to go for a ride, but some didn't have passports, some couldn't get away and some just thought I was crazy. HA---that's OK, I probably am. I stopped at Iditarod HQ to pick up two more of Karen's drop bags, at a friend's home for three more they had retrieved for me, filled up with gas and off I went down the Glenn Hwy. to Tok. A windy day, with the promise of more snow, I decided to take it easy getting there. Karen says they drive it in 3 twelve hours days. Well, not me! I like to stop and take pictures and look at scenery and maybe have a nap.
The scenery on the way to Tok is just lovely and I just drove and looked. I took only a few pictures the first day. I stayed at the Burnt Paw and Cabins Outback that night. Bill and Nanci Arpino are wonderful Alaskans. Bill ran the the first Iditarod in 1973. Their cabins are first rate. http://www.burntpawcabins.com/
Then it was time to feed the dogs. Boy, that is a fast paced time. Karen fills the bowls and we take them to different sections. I got the pens. Then we go back around and pick up all the bowls before they get batted around like hockey pucks....or worse, peed in, which happened anyway. DOGS! Then, it's poop patrol and quiet reigns again.
Speaking Of Muncho Lake, I found a good place to stop and walk the dogs along the still frozen lake. Fritter had a nice roll in the snow.Then I had a nice nap in my car by the lake.
Fritter was warm and loved to roll in whatever snow I could find for her. Nahanni on the other hand thought that was childish. :)
Next two stone sheep would cross right in front of us. Good thing we were going slowly on the very windy road.