Chapter 36
Must Love Dogs

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As we sat at the halfway point and our dogs rested, I took several closer pictures of some of the pups who were pulling us.

They were all just so cute!

You might remember that I said we had one other family on our sled. They were a mother, father, and son who must have been about five years old. At this point in the journey, the kid started complaining loudly about how it wasn’t fair that we got to be in the front row while they were in the second row. Once he got started, he wouldn’t shut up. He was even trying to beg our musher to let us switch seats, but the safety regulations for the run state that all the passengers need to stay seated at all times. For like a minute, we felt a little bad. But then we were just annoyed because you could tell this was a spoiled brat who was used to getting what he wanted.

Once we started moving again, the complaining continued, but it was at least drowned out by the noise of the dogs.

The last bit of our ride took us around some tight turns.

At one point, I think the dogs started to try to take us in the wrong direction, but the musher was able to get them back on track in the nick of time.

We were sad to see our Unimog as we rounded our last bend because it meant our ride was over.

Luckily, the fun with the dogs was far from finished because the next step of the excursion was getting to meet all the pups who had done such a good job pulling us.

Some of the dogs were more social than others, but they all have to really like people. I think that the tour guide said they get taken off the job if they so much as growl at guests, because they can’t risk any sort of incidents.

Our musher still told us which ones we shouldn’t try to push, however, because he didn’t want us to have a negative experience with any of them either.

The vast majority of the dogs were SO excited to be greeted and pet. We immediately started to get slobber all over us, and it was wonderful.

The dogs are all just so pretty. Several of them must have had enough Siberian husky in them that they had those striking blue eyes.

Many of the dogs were really hamming it up for the camera.

Tracy’s best friends were these two gals. I remember that one was named Scarlet, but I can’t remember her friend.

I made plenty of good pals too.

Just dogs being dogs.

If I ever had to travel through the frozen tundra, I think it would be a much more pleasant experience if I could hang out with pups like these.

I know it might seem a little excessive to post so many pictures of the dogs, but they all just had such distinct personalities.

Honestly, even though we got to spend several minutes petting these friends, I could have spent all afternoon just soaking up the love.

Finally, though, our tour guide made the announcement that it was about time for us to load back on the Unimog, so we needed to say our goodbyes.

Tracy posed for one last picture with her gals before we departed.

We looked fondly back toward our team from our spot aboard the ‘mog. This had truly been such an exciting and unique adventure.

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