Yesterday I was running my team home along the Big Su River when I met another team on the trail. Alot of my young dogs are still amazed to see other teams while training (not something that happens in Perryvale a lot), so Rocky and Astro managed to get all tangled. I stopped to sort it out and the other musher stopped next to me, he pulled down his face mask and introduced himself as Joar "from Norway". "I'm Karen", I said as we shook hands. "Oh" he said, "I'm friends with Gwen Ross. She said you'd be up here training". Gwen is a friend of mine that has a number of dogs from our kennel and is now living in Whitehorse.
We chatted a bit about training, moose, and Quest drop bags before pulling our hooks and heading on our respective ways.
I thought about the encounter afterwards - a Canadian musher and a Norweigan musher with a mutual friend living in the Yukon meeting on a river in the middle of Alaska.
It is indeed a small world!!!! I love it!!