I took the dogs (shocking!) to the White Mountains for a couple days and it was fan-diddly-astic. The weather was a balmy five below Fahrenheit, about minus 20 Celsius, the sky cleared up at night and the aurora came out. I mushed 35 miles, camped at one of the BLM cabins and then did another 15 miles this morning. The dogs were amazing and got some great camping experience. We didn't see any wildlife but caught an amazing sunrise this morning on our way out. I just kept thinking 'This is why I mush dogs.' All the fiery-warm colours and the rich light on the snowy trees with the Alaska Range dotting the horizon made me feel all warm and fuzzy. I stopped on a ridge to soak it in and snap some photos before the dogs popped the hook and I had to dive for the sled. Serenity and chaos all at once. That's dog mushing.
Peace.Sister cooling off her face in the snow.
Best leaders ever.
Me! I love me.
So much beauty it'll make you cry.