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|Cruising towards civilization.|
Leaving Tin Creek, we wound through dusty hills still bereft of snow. At this point, the dogs were still running on their necklines. Conditions were marginally better than before, but still not great. The turns were sharp and icy, my headlight illuminating odd stumps and trees sticking out at irregular intervals. I expected the worst around every narrow corner and the ride was tense. All of a sudden we dropped down onto a flat expanse of untracked snow. It was Farewell Lake! And it was so…. SMOOTH. I cannot even begin to describe the feeling of pure, sweet, relief to be on level ground. I felt like kissing the lake ice. The trail reflectors stretched far out ahead, glinting clearly. I relaxed for the first time in who-knows-how many hours, so thankful for this respite from the trail. We hopped from lake to lake and then into a different sort of terrain, traveling through sparse woods and up and down several steep ridges. The trail straightened and dropped into an open clearing. I swept my headlight around and saw Alex bedding down his team at the end of the clearing. We had arrived at the Buffalo Camp! It was time to take a well deserved rest.
As I was settling in, Ralph Johannessen came in to lie down. He had cracked a rib or two somewhere between Rainy Pass and Farewell Lake. “Ooof — there is no comfortable way to lay,” he told me in Norwegian. Poor man. My heart went out to him; there is really nothing you can do for a broken rib. I settled in for a short nap — the dogs and I didn't need to stay too long…. our big 24 hour rest was coming up next !!
To be continued......
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|Safe refuge: Buffalo Camp.|
|It's Yvonne! Hooray!|
|See you in Nikolai!|
|Sun rises on a new day.|
|Peering into the Interior of Alaska; the trail stretches out to the horizon.|
|Leaving tussock country for the forest.|
Ruby, Pete, Nils, Victor, Vader, Major, Robber, Vinnie, Fezzik, Goofy, Doc & Frigg.
|Traveling through an open, windy area.|
|Approaching the village of Nikolai.|
|Hand dyed, hand spun, hand knit wonder socks from Su! Worn for 700 miles of Iditarod.|
|Went for a paddle with my girls, Mygga & Pea.|
|Starting off the trip on peaceful L-shaped lake.|
|Portaging the boat along the winter trail.|
|A few delicious cloudberries along the way.|
|A relic of wintertime.|
|Middle Lake; covered in lily pads.|
|Fresh green water foliage.|
|Mygga passing the connecting trail to the Intertie.|
If you look closely, you can see the CAUTION: SLED
DOGS ON TRAIL sign.
|Pea, admiring her own pretty reflection perhaps?|
|Pretty Pea on a pretty day.|
|Water like glass.|
|Dogs frolicking in the sphagnum.|
|Brilliant sunlight. Good thing I had my trusty Team|
Anadyr hat to protect my eyes ;) Get your own here:
|Two awesome water dogs.|
|Pea & Mygga.|
|Pea watches the water dog.|
|These two stayed dry.|
|This one got wet.|
|Takk for turen girls !|
|The Seward Highway. Reminds me of driving|
along Norwegian fjords!
|Salmonstock: a music festival celebrating wild Alaskan|
Salmon and the people who depend on them!
|Geodesic cabin at Tim Osmar & Monica Zappa's |
pretty little dog camp in Ninilchik!
|Looking towards Seward at the junction of the|
Seward and Sterling Highways.
|Elephant Revival -- just fantastic !!|
|Lisbet & trail buddy Monica Zappa; scheming about Iditarod 2015 :)|