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?"
"Where else," I said to my boys, "can you go to see dog sled races in the middle of downtown?"
http://www.furrondy.net/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=205&Itemid=28
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.
Awesome, brother! Wow..that's definitely not something you'd see down West End. :) Just FYI, Nashville is less cool without the Schulte Family.
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