Here are some photos from the hellish bus ride home from Whitehorse. I was smart this time. I ate some Dramamine and knocked myself out for almost the entire trip. Along the way we saw a lynx, two coyote, fox, moose and whole whack of dall sheep on the road. I felt like a big tourist on this Holland America bus snapping away whilst ooing and awing. Lord. Is this what I've become? Oh well, it was pretty cool.
The Silver Sled race has been cancelled, so I'm thinking of going to Nenana for the Ice Classic races. It's two days of 40 miles per day. We'll see. I might just take the dogs and head into the White Mountains for a couple days.
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