Are We There Yet?
February 15th, 2009
I’d just gotten my slippers on and poured myself a nice glass of vintage port this evening when I came across the news that the 25th annual Yukon Quest International Sled Dog Race has indeed commenced.
Of course I should have been taking part in this 1600km slog myself if it weren’t for the fact that I have flat paws, I’m not a Husky and quite frankly I have more sense than to allow myself to be strapped to a heavy sled behind 12 other dogs whose predilection for being shouted at is surpassed only by the volume of gas emitted from their posteriors on an hourly basis.
I can’t imagine what it’s like to run 1020 miles on snow, but if it’s anything like running across wet sand in pursuit of a Frisbee then I think I’ll pass. The only circumstances in which I permit myself to enjoy snow is if I’m assured there will be blankets and a hot fire available in less than an hours time. These Huskies obviously have more fur than sense.
Now where’s that Sudoku puzzle I started earlier?
Thanks for the post. I’m surely excited to be watching the Yukon Quest!