The Quest started today. No matter how jaded I get from living in one place for a quarter century, the journey by dogsled from Fairbanks to Whitehorse or vice versa (the distance from New York to Daytona Beach) always catches me. Tonight, I think about 8 women and 16 men and more than 300 dogs puffing out frozen breaths as they pass through quiet country. Those dogs will be moving when you sleep tonight and when you go to sleep tomorrow night. When you shut off your lights one week from tonight, those dogs will still be moving. (Map from Yukon Alone, by John Balzar).
It takes a village to reboot a 5-year old. Joel Switzer and Ken Gieser.
Brett Sass always has a good story after his races.