One day early in my arrival to Alaska, Megan took me out on the 4-wheeler to show me the trails where we would run dogs. I was hoping to get a sense of the trails so I wouldn’t get lost. It is difficult to turn dog teams around without a trail that makes a loop because their harnesses get tangled. When we were out, we ran into a woman who was skijoring. She asked if we like to ski, and pretty soon she had connected us with a friend of hers to teach us more about it. I got to know Bridget and Stan, and started skijoring with their dogs Harley and Frieda.
If you like skiing, speed, and dogs this is your sport. I’d heard about skijoring for years, but Alaska made it all real. Whenever I had a chance to get away from chores, I would go skijoring. I was able to do some races too, and even made the front of the sports page of the Fairbanks Newspaper with a photo from one of the races
