Sunny Days = Good Dogsledding

On Sunday, we awakened to beautiful blue skies. There is nothing as beautiful as a snowy landscape with blue skies in the background. And with the sun came a little warmth - a perfect day for dogsledding. Upon arriving at the dogsled farm, we had a small talk with the man who owned the kennel, and then we were off. Don "drove" the first half of the ride, though we didn't drive with reins . . . the dogs just followed each other. All the driver had to do was put on the brake to hold the dogs back, while the passenger took pictures.

At the halfway point, we switched drivers. The dogs knew they had time off, and they took the time to roll in the snow, eat it, and play a bit. Our dogs went off the trail a bit and got wrapped around a sapling. No problem - they just pulled themselves over the little tree.

Then I got to drive. Both Don and I found it pretty easy to daydream, and the next thing we knew the dogs were too close to the sled ahead. We managed to slow down in time, but we learned one has to pay attention the whole time.