Hurrah for the race supporters. In the midst of his concern about the mushers stranded in the storm Monday, Rod told me about some of the highlights of the first 150 miles of the race. People were lined up along the river for miles along the course. Many of them handed out food and drinks […]
We got out of Mile 101 just in time Sunday night. We decided to head back to town and worry about picking up Rod’s gear in Central and Circle later. Twelvemile Summit was already drifting over at 8:30 p.m. and we could barely see the road markers. Eagle Summit must have been a nightmare.
We […]
I woke up at 10:30 Sunday morning after a two-hour nap and checked the weather for the Steese Highway. It was terrible and supposed to get worse. Rod figured he’d get into the checkpoint between 1 and 2 p.m., so I hurriedly fed the dogs that were left in the yard, repacked the truck […]