Sunday, March 15, 2009

Iditarod 2009: The Happy Story

Note: This is an excerpt from my contributions to the SP Kennel Dog Log

This isn't just a happy story, this is the Happy story. It's a difficult story to tell in this format of still photos and video clips, and I've been working on it all week to try to do it justice. It's also a long story, but I think you'll find it worth your while...

A couple of months ago when Aliy and Allen starting forming up their Iditarod teams, Aliy picked all the "top dogs" as candidates for her "A-Team" and handed the list of the rest of the dogs to Allen for him to make his selections. Now, you all know that it has always been the plan for Allen to run a "B-Team" of young and inexperienced dogs to help develop them for the future. He is really quite happy to be doing this, but that doesn't mean he hasn't taken a few shots at getting a little sympathy along the way.

Looking at the list of dogs that remained available for for his team, Allen said playfully, "I'll never get to Nome! There's nothing on this list but kids and kooks. Heck, I might as well take Happy!" At that, Aliy and I laughed so hard we had tears streaming down our faces. Of all the dogs in the Kennel -- perhaps in the entire sport of sled dog racing -- Happy is by far the least likely dog to run the Iditarod. To understand why, you need to know a little about Happy and her history.

A couple of years ago, Aliy was mushing through some of the remotest regions of Alaska and in some of the coldest, nastiest weather on record. After pulling into a tiny village she stopped in front of an old log cabin, simply astonished by what she saw. Among all the other dogs in the yard who were hunkered down and trying their best to stay out of the blizzard, there was a puppy who was chained to a boat motor, hopping up and down on it's hind legs, waving joyfully at her and barking out a welcoming greeting.

As Aliy tells the story, "I was so amazed by this puppy I determined right then and there that I wanted to have it. I knocked on the door of the cabin, and after several cups of coffee with the owner I said, 'I'll give you fifty bucks for that puppy.' We did the deal, then I put the puppy in my sled and headed down the trail. I immediately named her Lucky -- as in lucky to be alive and lucky to be out of that village -- and brought her back to the Kennel."

Aliy soon discovered that no matter what the circumstances, "Lucky" was always happy. She never seemed to be bothered by cold or discomfort and she would always do a little "happy dance" every time you called her. She quickly got the nickname "Happy Dog" and Aliy eventually just renamed her. Happy truly is the happiest dog you'll ever meet.

Aliy also soon discovered, however, that Happy is far from the typical husky sled dog. She doesn't look like one -- having more of a "hound dog" appearance -- and she doesn't really act like one either. For example, whenever you go out into the yard to harness dogs up for a run, they all come out of their houses and make a racket to get attention and be picked for the team. All of them, that is, except for Happy who stays in her house. You literally have to go over and knock on her box before she'll look out at you with an expression that says, "Can I help you?"

As you stand there for a few seconds, she seems to slowly realize something is up. Finally, she quite happily comes out of her house and sits while you put on the harness. The whole time, however, she looks up at you as if to say, "I love you and I love all this attention, but what exactly are you doing?" When I first got to the Kennel I thought this was because Happy doesn't get to run as often as most of the dogs and that she had adopted an attitude of low expectations to avoid disappointment. I quickly came to the conclusion, however, that she simply forgets from one day to the next that she lives in a sled dog kennel and that mushing is what goes on there. In truth, I realized that Happy is kind of an idiot.

When I asked Aliy about Happy she said, "Yep, Happy is an idiot. She's especially an idiot out on the trail. We'll be running along and all of a sudden she'll bolt sideways like she's chasing a rabbit or something. Sometimes she'll just stop running, like she's forgotten what she's doing. She'll turn around and look at me as if to ask, 'Who are you? Where am I? Why am I running?' It's really a hoot!" When I asked Aliy why she kept such a dog at the Kennel, she quickly responded, "Happy is the sweetest, happiest dog in the world, and a joy just to have around. Plus, she never seems to run out of energy. No matter how far we run, she gets back to the Kennel and is still ready to go. The other dogs may be lying down and panting, but she'll be there doing her little Happy dance. She really grows on you. You'll see."

True enough, Happy has become one of my very favorite dogs at the Kennel. So when we were all laughing out loud about Allen's joke of taking Happy on the Iditarod, it was with a great deal of affection that I said to him, "If you take Happy on your team and she makes it to Nome, I will kiss her bottom... Right there at the finish line on Front Street, right in front of everybody!" This made Aliy laugh even harder, but there was a little twinkle in Allen's eye when he quietly said, "We'll just have to see about that."

It didn't dawn on me the next day when I was harnessing Happy up for a training run, or the day after that. But after a few days in a row of Happy going out with the team, I started to realize that Allen might be seriously looking at her for his team. I made the offhand comment that "You're sure giving Happy a lot of work" to which he quickly replied, "I have to, she has an appointment in Nome!"

And so it came to pass that as I was loading up the dogs to drive them to Anchorage last Thursday, I found Happy's name on the list. As I lifted her into the box, I tried to recall if she'd ever even been in the truck before. The only time I could think of was just a couple of weeks earlier when she rode into Fairbanks for her blood test and EKG. You see, Happy has never run a race before. That's right, she is making her racing debut in this year's Iditarod.

To illustrate a few highlights of Happy's Iditarod experience, I've put together the little video below. The first part is just a few quick clips of Happy at the dog truck in the hotel parking lot. In it you will get a little sample of "the Happy dance" and a clear example of how she is very, very different in behavior and attitude from the other sled dogs. I think you will also see why we say she is so sweet and such a joy to have around.



Second, before the Official Iditarod Start last Sunday, Allen did some interviews with the media, beginning in the usual manner of posing with his main leader Hoss. When that segment was done, the reporter pointed to an energetic dog behind him and asked, "What's the story with that dog?" In his customary casual way Allen replied, "She's one of our young dogs." Well, the reporter knew that Allen was running a team of young dogs and was probably looking for a scoop on a "rising star" so he asked to film another interview. I'm sure you've guessed by now that the dog he had pointed to was Happy. Everything Allen says in the interview is true, of course, and if you didn't know "The Happy Story" you'd probably think this was just a modestly interesting little clip. Now that you know the rest of her story, however, I think you'll find it sweet, ironic and even a little hilarious: "Happy, the up and coming sled dog... Film at eleven!"

Third, I watched the Iditarod Insider clip about Aliy and Allen being reunited in Takotna and was touched by the special attention Aliy paid to Happy. Suddenly, though, I laughed so hard I spit coffee out through my nose. I can't show you the video, but I've ripped down the audio and put a sequence of still shots over it. Just in case you miss what Aliy said out loud and on camera, I've repeated it a few times. That's really all I can say here without spoiling the surprise! Enjoy!



As I write this, Happy is running on the Yukon river. I know in my heart that I will see her here in Nome in just a few days. I hope so. I suppose I could say, "Me and my big mouth" but the truth is that I'm already puckering up to kiss her bottom, on camera and in front of everybody at the finish line on Front Street. It will be an honor.

I've been around enough to have learned that you just never know where you'll find your inspirations. Happy truly is an inspiration that it doesn't matter where you're from, how bad you've had it or how dumb you are. If you face every run in your life like it's your first, and if you keep a happy disposition all along the way, there's no limit to what you can do or how far you can go. You can even run the Iditarod and get to Nome. Believe in yourself and others will believe in you, too.

And that is "The Happy Story."

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Moose Crossing

Note: This is an excerpt from my contributions to the SP Kennel Dog Log

While driving back to the Kennel from the blood tests & EKGs, I was merging onto the local highway and noticed that traffic was stopped in both directions. The reason was because these two moose were crossing the highway. Just another little slice of Alaskan Life!

Monday, January 12, 2009

Outtake: Doggie Duet

Note: This is an excerpt from my contributions to the SP Kennel Dog Log

To help pass the time until we can get an update on the teams from the race, I thought I'd share another little outtake with you. It may just be that I'm pretty punchy, but this clip really cracked me up.

While Aliy was rigging up her team in Chistochina yesterday, "Our Man Manny" was up to his usual, um, antics. This time, however, he really got Moonpie going with him. I wish I could say they reminded me of "Two Tenors", but the fact is they reminded me more of Archie Bunker and Edith from the beginning of the old "All In The Family" TV show.

So, see if this doesn't crack you up -- or at least bring a smile to your face -- while you wait. Enjoy!

Friday, January 09, 2009

CB300: Pre-Race - Part 1

Note: This is an excerpt from my contributions to the SP Kennel Dog Log

The SP Kennel teams loaded up for the Copper Basin 300 Mile Sled Dog Race early this morning. It was dark and very cold -- almost -50 degrees! -- but with Aliy and Allen plus their "handlers" -- Allen's daughter Bridgett helping him and Bob Hauer working with Aliy -- the process went quickly and smoothly. Unlike our past two trips to the Copper Basin area, we had no problems along the way and even got to see some of the beautiful scenery as the sun made its low arc into the daytime sky.


We reached race headquarters in plenty of time to deliver the bags of supplies and extra race gear so that they can be forwarded to the major checkpoints and be on-hand for when Allen and Aliy need them. This is a vitally important part of successful sled dog racing, and as much care as went into packing them back at the Kennel is repeated in the field to make sure the bags get to their proper destination!



Then there were the usual formalities of signing in, checking dog veterinary certificates, autographing race posters, etc., plus some visiting with other mushers and friends who were on hand. It all went so smoothly, frankly, that I hardly recognized the experience! I have checked into my own "headquarters" and found that the place I'm staying not only has the internet connection they promised, but it also works! So, color me happy and wish me luck that everything continues to work as I try to bring you as much up-to-the-minute info as I can.

Here is a video that I have quickly edited of footage I've shot so far today which will pretty much bring you up to date. In a little while we will be going to the mushers' banquet and whatever else is involved in the pre-race activities. I will try to get some video and edit a follow-up video later tonight, which is why I've entitled this video "Part 1".

Stay tuned!...

Saturday, January 03, 2009

Yikes!

Note: This is an excerpt from my contributions to the SP Kennel Dog Log

I thought you might like a little update on the temperature report...

It's COLD!!!

(If this keeps up, I'm going to need a bigger thermometer!)

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

My Frosty Cabin

Note: This is an excerpt from my contributions to the SP Kennel Dog Log

It was about midnight by the time we got back to the Kennel from the GinGin 200 Mile Sled Dog Race. We gave all the dogs another big, hot meal then tucked them into their cozy, straw filled doghouses for a good long sleep.

Thus, it was in the wee hours of the morning that I finally got back to my cabin, dead tired and looking forward to a cozy, warm, long sleep of my own.

Well, "It's never easy!" around here and I had a little surprise waiting for me. As you will see in this outtake, I had a night of yet another new Alaskan experience, followed by a morning to remember!

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Fish Snacks

Note: This is an excerpt from my contributions to the SP Kennel Dog Log

My good friend Greg came up from Seattle last week, mostly to check out all the action at SP Kennel but also partly, I think, to make sure I wasn't crazy.

It was a perfect week for him to be here, because we started him out with Kennel chores like feeding the dogs and cleaning the yard, and ended up with the Solstice Race which gave him a pretty complete perspective on sled dog racing.

In between, of course, there were lots of other experiences like riding in a sled on a training run, talking with Allen about sled design and fabrication, hooking up teams and just plain dealing with the cold, dark Alaskan climate.

One highlight of his visit was our project to uncover a few hundred salmon that Allen and Aliy had bought earlier in the fall and buried under a tarp to freeze them. Our task was to dig up the salmon -- now under a foot or so of snow as well -- then pile them in the truck and help Allen cut them up into fish snacks for the dogs.

I've compiled this video of the experience -- pretty much from start to finish -- and am delighted to share it with you as yet another "behind the scenes" look at one of the more, um, glamorous jobs in dog mushing.

Kudos to Greg for surviving the week, not only in good form but in good spirits. You, my friend, are always welcome to join me on any of my crazy expeditions!

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

First Run With Allen

Note: This is an excerpt from my contributions to the SP Kennel Dog Log

I am delighted to report that the schedule finally worked out for me to make my first run with Allen! We hope you enjoy riding along with us:

Monday, December 08, 2008

For Tatfish (and my new camera)...

Note: This is an excerpt from my contributions to the SP Kennel Dog Log

While I've been pleasantly surprised, frankly, at how well my photo gear has held up under the demanding conditions here in the Interior Alaskan winter, I have to admit that it has been a bit of a struggle from time to time.

So, while I was in Fairbanks the other day I shopped for a camera that is more "purpose built" for the cold, snow, etc., than my existing gear. I found one by Olympus called the "Stylus 1030 SW" -- the "SW" stands for "Shock and Water Proof" -- and it is supposed to operate in temperatures down to -10 degrees. Hoping for the best, I bought it and determined to put it to the test right away.

As Aliy and Allen were getting ready to head out on a training run yesterday, I noticed a small rock in the Kennel's exit chute. With the claim of "shock and water proof" in mind, I propped my new camera down on the snow in front of it, hoping to get some footage from an unusual perspective. Actually, I was still just hoping for the best.

By now you know that the dogs are pretty excited to get going just before a run, some of them to the extent that we have to hook them up at the very last second or they will make a tangled mess out of the team. This is particularly true for Tatfish. For reasons that you will see, this little video is dedicated to Tatfish and my new camera, both of whom deserve better than they get!

Special thanks to Jonathan Coulton -- who somehow always has just the song I need! -- for the use of "Why Don't You Take Care Of Me?"

Enjoy!

Sunday, December 07, 2008

Driving A Big Rig

Note: This is an excerpt from my contributions to the SP Kennel Dog Log

As I've mentioned before, there hasn't been much snow in the area yet, so the brakes on the sleds don't have much to dig into. As a consequence, it is hard for Aliy and Allen to control big dog teams.

The problem, of course, is that there are so many dogs to train at the Kennel and they all need to be run -- as you know from the "Training Schedule" video -- almost every day. As a result, I have been going out on training runs with Aliy, riding on a second sled that is literally tied to the back of her so that we can have more control -- double brakes, double weight -- and can run more dogs at one time.

For this run Aliy said, "We need to drive a big rig today... 18 dogs!" So, we harnessed up a huge team -- even larger than a full 16-dog Iditarod team! -- and headed out on a four hour, 40+ mile run. With two sleds -- each carrying two large bags of dog food -- and two humans, the total load added up to about 700 pounds. As you will see, these powerful Alaskan Huskies pulled this "big rig" like it was nothing!

About five miles out from the Kennel we passed by the entire town of Two Rivers where Aliy offers a bit of a guided tour. I'm sorry that the audio is so poor, but the speed of the dogs creates such a wind effect that it overwhelms the tiny microphone on my camera. I've added a few sub-titles to help you understand what Aliy is saying. (Note: I'm trying some experiments to fix this problem, but if anybody has a solution for it I would really like to know about it. Please leave me a comment!)

A little further into our run, Aliy put me in the lead sled where I was able to give you a bit of a true "musher's-eye view" then turn around -- with my back to the wind! -- to film Aliy looking forward for a change.

I hope you enjoy "Driving A Big Rig" with us!