Showing posts with label dog sled. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dog sled. Show all posts

Sunday, February 17, 2019

Yukon Quest 2019

For one week in February I become completely obsessed with dog sledding; that's when the Yukon Quest comes through my neighbourhood. For those not familiar, let me explain..No, there is too much. Let me sum up. The Yukon Quest is a 1,000 mile dog sled race between Whitehorse, Yukon and Fairbanks, Alaska that takes place every February. It alternates the city it starts in every year: Whitehorse one year, Fairbanks the next. This year it started in Whitehorse, which means the finish line was in Fairbanks. How fun for us! Instead of seeing all the teams pass by within a couple of hours, we get to see them spread out over a week. During Yukon Quest week dishes remain unwashed, beds go unmade, laundry piles up, and dust bunnies are given free rein all because I spend my days tracking the sled dog teams as they make their way towards the finish line. Winter gear stays right by the door, ready to be put on at a moment's notice. Several times a day I "suit up" and walk down the block to the river. It takes me longer to walk down there than it does for the team to pass by. I stand on the frozen river, take pictures, and cheer for musher and his dogs as they pass - if you cheer, they will wave to you. Sometimes they will talk to you and give you high fives (if you are close enough). Unfortunately, this year the ice isn't as thick as it should be, especially near the banks. People are being told to stay off of the river. This week I have to stand on the bank and watch, which means no high fives from the mushers. Sacrificing high fives is a small price to pay for not falling into a frozen river. This year I took my obsession to a new level. After I saw some of the teams pass by my neighbourhood, I got in the car and drove a couple miles up the river to watch them go by again (I think I might need an intervention!). 

The winner this year was Brent Sass. This is him coming through our neighbourhood, just a few miles from the finish line on Monday, February 11.




Over the next few days, more mushers came through. Most of them came in hours apart. A few came in during the night. I didn't make it out for those teams. I may be obsessed but I still need my beauty sleep.

Allen Moore, 3rd place 


Michelle Phillips, 4th place (and Canadian!) 


Torsten Kohnert, 7th place


Denis Tremblay, 8th place 


Kohnert and Tremblay came down the river less than 10 minutes apart, which was nice for me. It meant I didn't have to get all bundled up twice.  For these two mushers, I drove to see them go by again. I think I am getting close to being considered a dog sled stalker!







Jessie Royer, 9th place 



Brain Wilmshurst, 13th place.
I tried to get to the finish line to watch him
cross but I was 5 minutes too late.



Because of unsafe river conditions, on Wednesday the finish line was moved from downtown Fairbanks to a spot on the river about 15 miles before the finish line. I once again attempted to meet a musher, Martin Apayauq Reitan, at the finish line, and once again I was about 5 minutes too late. I really wanted to be there for Reitan because he was our tour guide for our polar bear tour at the end of August. I remember him talking about how excited he was to participate in the Yukon Quest. It was a cool little connection to one of the mushers. Even though we didn't see the team cross the finish line, we were able to pet the dogs and talk to Reitan. Jessie Holmes, the Rookie of the Year for the 2018 Iditarod and one of the stars on the tv show "Life Below Zero" was there to cheer Reitan on - Reitan was named Rookie of the Year for this year's Yukon Quest. To be honest, I had no idea who Holmes was so I didn't get any pictures with him. A friend told me who he was, but I still had to google him when I got home. I think this means I am officially no longer one of the cool kids.



You can see Jessie Holmes in the green jacket behind me.  









On Thursday, I attempted to catch a musher at the finish line again. I was tracking 2 mushers coming in within 10 minutes or so of each other so I figured if I missed one I would most likely get to see the other one. I finally timed it right and saw both mushers cross the finish line. Andrew Pace came in first, followed by Rob Cooke.

Andrew Pace pulls into the finish




Rob Cooke coming up to the finish line.






After Pace and Cook crossed the finish line, I was unable to watch the rest of the teams come in (I had to get back to real life at some point). They all made it to the finish line by 11pm Thursday night. As you can see, it takes days for all the competitors to finish. I am absolutely devastated that this is my last year to watch the Yukon Quest in person. It has become on of my favourite things about Alaska. What an amazing experience!

Sunday, August 6, 2017

Riverboat Discovery Tour

This weekend Husband and I took a 3 hour riverboat tour down the Chena River. We watched a bush plane flying demonstration. We saw a sled dog team pull an ATV (the motor had been removed). We visited a replica of an Athabascan Native village, where we learned about their way of life. It was great way to spend an afternoon. 

 Bush plane demonstration

 Trailbreaker kennels

Summer dog sledding 

Dogs cooling off after their run 

 It was a gorgeous day to be out on the river

Where the Chena River meets the Tanana River. You can actually see the difference in the water colour between the two rivers

Close up of the two rivers meeting

Husband with some fox furs 

Reindeer 

Giant cabbage 

Sod roof 

In front of the riverboat 

Fish wheel 

Drying salmon (it smelled awful!)

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

2017 Iditarod

The Iditarod normally starts in Anchorage every year, but this year there wasn't enough snow along part of the route from Anchorage to Nome so they moved the official start to Fairbanks. What's that? More sled dogging? Yes please! When we ventured out it was hovering right around -30*F (-34*C). We had discussed going to the actual starting line, but that involved parking and taking a shuttle bus and standing outside for hours in the cold. Ummm...pass. Instead we parked at a church right along the river and about 3 miles down from the starting line. We sat in our car for 2.5 hours, leaving it running to keep us warm. The church was open and provided hot chocolate, cookies, and bathroom facilities, as well as a place to warm up if you didn't want to sit in your car.  At the start time, the temperature had risen to -16*F (-27*C). We headed from the parking lot to the river to watch the teams come by. This was much better than the Yukon Quest because the teams came by minutes apart, rather than hours or days apart. We watched about 1/3 of the teams go by before we decided to call it a day on account of not being able to feel our toes anymore.

*Warning: picture overload*















The straw is for the dogs to bed down on. 























Pink booties! 

There was a group of young kids, probably a daycare or preschool, cheering the teams on. Their teachers set up these signs. Every time a team went by the kids chanted "Go dogs go!"