If the weather holds well for my truck tomorrow we will be hitting the trail again. It will be the first time out since our trap incident. I'm a bit nervous about getting out there again, much wiser but still a bit nervous.Sadly Merk will have to stay at home to heal his wrist and Aquila will stay as well as her leg still doesnt seem to show any sign of being better. I still have no clue what she did to it...
Spock will be along though, that will be comforting. Since my eyes are constantly up front watching the team Ive learned to listen for his foot falls next to the sled to be sure hes still with us. Even when I have my parka hood up I can hear him... pad, pad, pad... right there in the snow, those big paws carrying him where ever we go. He is so loyal... all the guys are, so loyal and so dearly loved...
Id like to thank all my friends who have offered up support, a kind word and a shoulder to lean on... Ive needed it these past few days. I'm sure the shock of all of this will pass but for now, having such wonderful support has been priceless.
The friends I have grown to love over the years are a rare breed. We all look at our dogs in a different light and think outside the box of most 'hard core' mushers. Its hard to exist in a world of peer pressure where we feel we must conform and be smooth round pegs tightly fitting into round little holes. I dont feel much can be accomplished going along in the main stream and assuming a way is right just because everyone else is doing it or because its easier than following a different road. The beauty in this life is that we all think differently, react in different ways and follow so many different passions.
Over the years Ive defined where my passions are and have focused my life to their pursuit. I respect others who have their own passions and my only wish is that my passions would also be respected. The way I live my life may not fit in with the way others do but thats okay, I dont walk in their shoes and they have never walked in mine...
I often reflect on a bit of advice given to me by my father... "If your not pissing someone off, your probably not doing anything worthwhile." If ruffling some feathers causes people to think in any way I feel that Ive done my job.
We are not a stoic race, we are radical thinkers, movers, shakers... creatures capable of so many wonderful things. What ever your path in this life... LIVE it... think outside the box, make mistakes, share your stories with the world, share your passions and in doing so you will see great changes unfold before you.
Hug your dogs, love them, cherish every day you have with them and live this day as if it were your last... for it may very well be...
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