Dog Sled Racing

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Four years ago when what took me to Tennessee was no longer keeping me in Tennessee, I remember thinking, "If we're going to move, let's take our kids on an adventure."  Part of what attracted me to Alaska was a longing to give my kids an experience I knew they would carry with them for the rest of their lives.   

I could write 100 blogs about this (and likely will) and how grateful I am for the gift this place has been to me personally and to my whole family.

I was thinking about this Saturday afternoon when on the spur of the moment, I grabbed my two youngest and we headed downtown to take in the dog sled races.

This past weekend was Fur Rondy, a three day festival in Anchorage that dates back to the 1930's when the population of Anchorage was less than 3000 people . . . and made up mostly of trappers and gold miners.  

"Where else," I said to my boys, "can you go to see dog sled races in the middle of downtown?"


4th Avenue Downtown Anchorage

Drew and David got as close to the action as they could before a cop asked them to step back.

If you look closely, the lead dog on this team gets a little distracted by my boys.

Ice sculpture contest at Ship Creek.

Climbing mountains of snow . . . second best part of the day.

Free Hot Chocolate at the Solstice Cafe . . . best part of the day.

1 comment:

  1. Awesome, brother! Wow..that's definitely not something you'd see down West End. :) Just FYI, Nashville is less cool without the Schulte Family.