Friday, 2 March 2007

March 2, 2007 Old Friends Just Met

by Bilinda Marshall


*Alaska**  Day 8,  **March 2, 2007***

*There's not a word yet for old friends who've just met.*

* (I'm Going to Go Back There Some Day, *from the Muppet Movie*)

Friday is a 'down' day for the Mushers, the musher's meeting and the banquet is over, the Ceremonial Start is tomorrow.  The fans and sponsors are in town.  And no big official events are planned.  So, instead of last minute preparations, many of the Mushers are so gracious as to open their homes and kennels for open houses.  Ya know, if I was about to take off behind a bunch of dogs on a sled to go 1100 miles through the Alaska wilderness, the last thing I, think I would want to do was play nicey-nicey with a bunch of strangers, who are wandering through my home and wanting to pet my dogs.

I had invitations to several open houses and choosing which ones to go to was difficult.  I was hoping to make 3 of them.  Two in the Mat-Su valley and one in Anchorage, but because of transportation issues was only able to make 2 official and one un-official ones.

First I went to Karen Ramstead's ( http://northwapiti.com ) .  Karen come up from Perryvale, Alberta, Canada to stay with a friend, Jamie West and her husband in Willow, about 2 hours from Anchorage and near where the Restart will be.

Karen has a Yahoo group which I have been a member of for about 5 years and have gotten to know, in an internet way, many of the members of the group. Plus, Karen runs a team of CKC registered Siberian Huskies and is the one Musher I follow closely each year.  Karen is never going to win the race,Sibes are just not fast enough, but embodies the essence of the race to me.   One person and 16 dogs vs. the worst and best the Alaska bush can throw at them, just to dream a dream and do the near impossible - get to Nome.

The group at Karen's was like meeting old friends.  Many of the people there I had known for years, at least by their Internet personas.  I am happy to report every one of them is as nice as they are on the net.  The first indication of this was in response to my transportation problem. Roland wanted to go to the ITC Handler's class in Anchorage about 2.5 hours after we arrived at North Wapiti Kennels, North.  I asked the group who were there early, if anyone was going to be going back to Anchorage and if so, could I have a ride back. Karen and company looked around and told me that no one there now was going back, but of course someone would get me back, and to let Roland go. With the faith of a child, I sent my ride back to Anchorage trusting that there really would be someone going south, with room for one extra person.

I then proceeded to thoroughly enjoy myself, getting to know the people there. First I got to meet Donna Quante, three time Emmy winner (Camera Operation),  writer and producer of the Video, "Pretty Sled Dogs" (http://www.huskyproductions.net/ ), Donna had obviously not 'gone Hollywood' since we met her while she was out feeding dogs and scooping poop.  The love of dogs is such an equalizer, it really does not matter if you are an Emmy winner, a PhD, or just average Joe or Jane. If you love the dogs, nothing is too demeaning even cleaning up a pile of dog poo.

When I went inside, I then met Karen in person....I was (and am) in awe - nearly speechless.  I could not have been more impressed and star struck if I had been meeting the Queen of England.

June Price, list owner of the Idita-Support Yahoo group and intrepid photographer (http://www.sunhusky.com/) and writer is as beautiful a person as her photos are.  Jamie, who laughed when I said "y'all" made me feel totally at home.  Jamie is originally from Tennessee and said hearing 'y'all' again made her feel like she was at home again.  It was at the initial introductions, I get tagged as "BilindaFromTexas".

I met many, many other wonderful people and ended up exchanging emails with several people who do rescue, including Malamute and Sled dog rescue in the San Francisco and Pennsylvania, and a gal who dose Fila rescue up here. The dog world is really small; most of the people I met knew someone who I knew, either from the rescue or the show world.   It almost felt like the game which is played figuring out how many degrees of separation we were from one another. It seems that Charlene LaBelle showed up in most of the connections with the west coast.

Charlene, you have to get out more - there was at least one person at Karen's who did not know you.

The highlight of the open house at Karen's was the tour of the dog lot. The 23 dogs are staked out beside their houses and the chains are long enough that each dog can interact with at least 3 other dogs.  Walking through the lot means you are walking in the circle of a dog almost every step.  This is really cool as each dog looked at me with the 'Here comes a ear rub' look. They all got one!

These are amazing dogs.  Tough sled dogs who are also soft little love puppies. The weather was perfect about 3 below when I got there and it warmed up little during the day. The nice part was, while Anchorage was experiencing gale force winds, there were none in Willow and the sun was shining.  I am either getting acclimated to the weather or I am just plain nuts, but I was out most of the day with no hat and thin gloves.  But then dog fur is a great heat source.

We were able to spend as much time as we wanted with the dogs and do what ever we wanted.  This was NOT a guided tour.  Need I tell you what I was doing most of the afternoon?  I fell in love with one of her males, Junior, and one of her bitches, Tess.  Then there is Kara.   Kara is Karen's main leader who also is her house dog for all but the racing season.  Kara is not going to be in the Start nor go to Nome due to some minor injuries.  To make up for it, Kara is in a kennel, not on a chain and has the option when Karen is there of having free run of the dog lot. Every time I would sit down on a doghouse to get some Fur Therapy from the resident dog, Kara would jump on the house with me and usually put her head on my shoulder.  Pictures of the Open house are here including one of me and Jr: http://www.northwapiti.com/Iditarod2K7/030307openhouse.html

One thing I noticed about the dogs is when I first rubbed them is how thin they felt, and then I ran my hands down the legs and sides - SOLID muscle. I realized how accustomed to handling our couch potato dogs who, yes I must admit, are FAT!   It is like comparing a Marathon Racer to a Sunday jogger!

Karen was so gracious and was answering questions and letting us all get a feel for the prep necessary for this race.  This was like getting to go over to one of the Spur's homes the day before the NBA Championship and hang out. I was star struck and very humbled.

After the open house was over, I hitched a ride with Donna Quante to her home on the way to a second open house.  Donna is caring for several of Perry Solmonson's dogs who did not make his race team.  I got to feed them. Kibble and hot water.  They scarfed up the food like they were Mals.  A couple of the puppies (yearlings) were a little shy but again they all wanted ear rubs and pats - AFTER they ate, that is.  Donna was thrilled that another gal and I volunteered - gee, if she had thought about it, I most likely would have paid her to feed and scoop poop.

She has 2 Sibes and one Alaskan with a visiting Lab/Sharpi X as house dogs. They were thrilled to have visitors and I was thrilled to snuggle. Donna came into the dining room, where we all were and commented she DID have chairs. Almost all were sitting on the floor, where we could have free access to the dogs.  I had not even thought about sitting in a chair - I needed a dog fix by that time.

We then went over to River's house.  You see, River's is a blind, retired Iditarod team dog.  He had run at least two races while blind from glaucoma. Eventually, the glaucoma had advanced to where he was in pain and needed the surgery to remove his eyes.  Mike and Mary Dillingham adopted Rivers getting him the required surgery. Rivers has since become a well known author and has his own blog. His books, even though they are written for kids are wonderful and I suggest you read them.  http://home.gci.net/~sleddog
www.riversbooks.blogspot.com

Rivers is a real sweet dog who lives up to his literary persona..but how could he not.  His parents are such nice folks.

We headed back to Anchorage, with me riding with new old friends.   Rescue people who work with Karen in PA.

The wind had lessened, and tonight is a two dog night, but I have the memories of snuggling with dozens of sled dogs and the job of trying to convey how very special this day was to keep me warm tonight.


Bilinda


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Bilinda Marshall, Texas, USA
CW Singin' Alaskan Malamutes
Texas Dust Mushers
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March 2, 2007 Excited and Ready To Go!

Wednesday afternoon I headed into Anchorage. I stopped by Iditarod Headquarters in Wasilla on my way out, forgetting official vet checks were in process (for those not opting to have their own vet do them, as we do). I smooshed with some of the vets, did a few interviews, and got to catch up with a few musher friends before heading into Anchorage.

There I spend a fascinating afternoon visiting the Providence Hospital Neonatal Intensive Care Unit (NICU). You may not be aware but this year I have agreed to carry the footprints of 100 premature babies up the Trail to Nome in my sled. Touring the NICU, I was able to meet a few of these 2 lb wonders. 

What an amazing facility and an even more amazing group of folks. I’m honored to be associated with them and the great work they do.
 
After that it was off to the Millennium to meet up with Mark (yeah!!). Mark was accompanied to Alaska by his brother Kelly and his wife, Karen. Yes, indeed that makes her a ‘Karen Ramstead’ too!
Hobo Jim drifted through the bar and played a tune or two (including the Iditarod Trail Song) while we were having dinner. A few folks stopped by the table to say ‘hi’ and wish me good luck.
 
Yesterday morning we had breakfast with family and friends before I headed into Musher Meetings and Mark headed up to Willow to get settled in and look after the dogs.
 
The meetings went well. Then it was time for more ‘meet and greets’, a few interviews, an Alaskan Amber or two with friends and then off to the Sullivan Arena for the Musher’s Banquet.
 
A bit of eating, a lot of chatting, signing autographs, catching up with old friends, selecting bib numbers (I’m number 36 this year), smiling for photographs, interviews, more autographs and then it was back up to Willow.
 
At around midnight I crashed into bed. I was mentally exhausted, but still sleep just didn’t want to come. I tossed, turned and fussed – finally falling into an unsatisfying sleep.
 
I was out of bed early this morning, wondering why I couldn’t sleep last night – normally sleeping in the days prior to a race isn’t an issue for me.
 
As I was opening the door to let Jamie’s house Siberian, Jenni-lyn back in, the cold, crisp morning air hit me and the almost full moon beckoned from the woods. That was it – the trail was calling. See, as much as I understand all the pre race ‘hoopla’ – and honestly, I think most of us enjoy a lot of aspects of it, whether we like to admit it or not – that isn’t what mushers are all about. Our hearts and souls are out in the woods with the moon, the cold and our dogs. I hadn’t even seen my dogs in the last 24 hours. 

I’m not nervous or scared about the upcoming race, I’m just plain excited.
 
On Sunday afternoon a loudspeaker will count us down and we will be off. Sixteen dogs will hit their harnesses and we will begin to shed the noise and confusion. As we slip through the crowds and onto the river, head down through Yentna, passing off our flashy race bibs as we go, we will slip back into a different time and a different place – a place where my heart – and the soul of my dogs – resides.
 
I’m grateful to all those that come out to support us and wish us well as we get ready for our journey – honestly, I am – but forgive me if part of me isn’t already looking ahead for a trail marker.
 
Karen

Monday, 26 February 2007

February 26, 2007 This Week's Schedule

Things are going to be busy this week. The schedule goes something like this -
Today (Monday) - dogs in for a chiropractic adjustment with Susan Whitton


Moses

Odie

Tuesday - need to run two teams. Probably my final real runs prior to Iditarod, although I will try to get them out a couple more times for short  runs just to keep them limber 
 
Wednesday - Hopefully run dogs. Hoping to squeeze in the haircut I wanted to do at home before heading up here - that I still haven't done. Mark arrives at 7pm. 
 
Thursday - Musher's meetings and Musher's Banquet 
 
Friday - Open House and run dogs 
 
Somewhere in the midst of that I need to pack, tidy up our finances (so our phone doesn't get cut off like last year), get ready for the Open House, get my second sled ready to be shipped, etc, etc, etc.... 
 
Actually, I hear there is hardly any snow from the top of Rainy Pass, through Rohn, the Burn and all the way over to Iditarod. They are saying it could be a very tough trail. 
 
I used to think I preferred the northern route, but I am kind of looking forward to the southern route this year, so maybe my preference is changing! 
 
Karen

Sunday, 25 February 2007

February 25, 2007 Making The Cuts

Making the cuts….
 
As followers of my journal know, I took 23 dogs up to Alaska with me and now need to pick 16 to make up my ’07 Iditarod team. The task is proving to be unbelievably difficult, but I have narrowed it down to 20 contenders now.
 
First cut was young Boom.
Now, there is nothing wrong with Boom, he is just young. On long runs he often gets distracted and spends more time watching ravens then pulling. I’m not at all concerned or disappointed. He’s worked hard this winter and did very well to earn a place on the truck for our trip to Alaska. Watch out for him next year!
 
Boom
Boom

Hilda

Second cut was Hilda. 

Hilda had been plagued by on again/off again performances this season. For the Sheep Mt Race she was definitely ‘on’ and was a valuable leader, but she has had many runs were she was ‘off’ too. With this competitive a ‘pool’, I had been leaning towards dropping her. Then when we went in for our vet checks Dr. Baetsle found an irritated back nipple on her. It’s nothing to be concerned about; we are running her on a course of antibiotics to be sure though. The decision was made to cut her from the team and give her a good rest to heal up. 

Kara
Kara
 
“They” may say, “The first cut is the deepest” – but ‘they’ obviously haven’t been around here. The third dog cut from the training pool here in Alaska is Kara. Yes, I said Kara. 

On Thursday the main goal of my run was to decided whether or not Kara was a go for Iditarod. Over the season, she has been plagued by a number of small, but lingering injuries and she had been struggling to keep up with the team on the last few runs, so I took her over to Susan Whitton for an acupuncture and chiropractic treatment last Monday. I then gave her 2 days off before putting her back in harness. There was a definite improvement in her performance, but she is still not 100%. . The deal with Kara is that her heart and her head have always been her strongest attributes. Her smaller stature and slightly shorter legs (relative to the rest of my team) mean that she was to lope a great deal of the time in harness to keep up. She has to give ‘more’ to do the job then a lot of my dogs. A dog like that can do what Kara does because they have the heart and drive to do it. To ask Kara to hit the Iditarod Trail with me when her body is not 100% means that she will have to compensate even more with attitude then usual. I can’t ask that of her.

I had to dig deep to make this decision. Kara is a security net for me and I just plain love her company. I know if I asked she would bounce on down the trail with me again, but I am more then just her friend. As the one with the (supposedly) bigger brain, I’m responsible with making decisions affecting her well-being. Heck, if given the choice, she would gorge herself on dead squirrels until she puked – I’m the one that wrestles squirrel carcasses away from her because I know that isn’t in her best interest. It might be in my best interest for Kara to go on Iditarod – and it may be in the Team’s best interest for Kara to go on Iditarod – but it is not in Kara’s best interest - and the welfare of the individual dog comes first for us.
 
This doesn’t mean Kara is retired. She is still putting in dynamite performances in lead when she is feeling good, so I will work hard over the summer to help her body catch back up with her spirit. I’d love for her to be with me on our adventures next season. 

In the meantime, I’m sure she will be tippy toeing into the house late at night (no, she will not be living in the house – in Alaska she is a sled dog), logging on the computer and checking race stats. There will be much muttering under her breath about how we are doing it ALL WRONG now that she isn’t around – but I’m sure even if we won the Race, she would claim we could have won it faster with her.
 
Still 4 more cuts to make....
 
Karen

Saturday, 24 February 2007

February 24, 2007 2006 Iditarod Foot Problem Rumors


Time we put these rumors to rest….
 
I thought that I had mentioned in diary entries over the summer some of my thoughts on the problems my team experienced in on Iditarod last year that kept me holed up in Nulato for 24 hours, but since I have been inundated with questions about that over the last few weeks – I’m thinking I didn’t – or didn’t do a very through job of clearing it up.
So let me do that now…
 
The problem my dog’s had with their feet on the Iditarod Trail last year were not due to zinc deficiencies.
That was merely speculation thrown out at the time with no testing to back it up. The vets and I were just looking for things that might explain what we were seeing in the dogs.
 
Looking back on it now, and with testing to back us up, we are very confident that a zinc deficiency was not the problem.
 
As to what the problem was, I don’t know that I have a definitive answer, but probably the extreme cold, maybe something bacterial, and maybe the many pre Iditarod ‘race’ miles I had on the dogs played into it.
It was not a foot problem like I’ve ever seen before – and I doubt one I will see again.
 
I will be doing a few things slightly differently on the race this year, just to be extra cautious. They include a bit more preventative booting and less pre Iditarod racing miles.
I will also be very quick to treat anything I perceive as being less then perfect in the dog’s feet.
That is it though - no dietary changes, no dog changes – I do not believe any of those are called for. Remember, this team had gone through numerous Iditarods and a great deal of other races and training miles without this sort of issue in the past.
 
I am confident that this is a strong and healthy dog team. The testing they have undergone the past week has just backed up my beliefs. All the techs and vets working on them have been very complimentary about their condition – and I know the dog’s attitudes are top notch.
 
We are good to go….
 
Karen

Friday, 23 February 2007

February 23, 2007 Dog Team Stats

The Annual ‘Useless Stats about the dog team’ post!
 
With EKG’s, bloodwork, microchipping and vet checks behind us, I thought it was time to fill you all in on useless, but sort of interesting facts about the pool of dogs that I have brought to Alaska with me.
 
As you all know, we have brought 23 dogs up to Alaska with us. Eleven of them - Kara, Snickers, Hilda, Dasher, Loki, Odie, Moses, Crunchie, Jr, Herman, and Hector - are Iditarod finishers. Herman, Hector, Odie, Loki and Moses 2x finishers. Two – Batdog and Olena – have started the Race, but not finished. Three – Jinx, Q and Barq made the trip up with us last year, but didn’t make the final 16 – and the remaining seven – Tesla, Charge, Watt, Spider, Boom, Eeek and Holly are real rookies.
Iditarod Finishers

Kara

Snickers

Hilda

Dasher

Loki

Odie

Moses

Jr

Herman

Hector
 
2 Time Iditarod Finishers

Loki

Odie

Moses

Herman

Hector

Crunchie
 
Iditarod starters, have not finished yet
Batdog
Batdog

Olena
 
Made it to AK last season, but not the final 16

Jinx

Q

Barq
 
Real Rookies - First time in Alaska!
Tesla
Tess
Charge
Charge
Watt
Watt
 

Spider  
Boom
Boom

Eeek

Holly
 
The oldest of the lot are Odie, Loki and Kara who were all born June 27, 1999 – making them 7 ½ . The youngest are Watt, Charge and Tess who were born August 2, 2004. The average age for them is 5 years.
 
There is a tie for the heaviest dog in the team between Moses and his boy, Boom, both weighing in at 51.8 lbs. The only other dog over 50 lbs is Crunchie at 50.6.
The lightest is no surprise – little Spider tips the scale at 37.8 lbs, although Jinx is right behind her at 38 lbs even.
The average weight for the 14 boys in the pool is 46.3 lbs. Average for the girls is 40.4 lbs – with an overall average of 44.4 lbs.
 
As mentioned there are 14 boys and 9 girls up here with me.
 
Three of the dogs – Kara, Loki and Dasher are Champion show dogs.
 
Eighteen of the dogs are leaders to one degree or another – only Herman, Eeek, Boom, Loki and Barq would I not classify as ‘front end’ dogs.
 
And if we want to get really silly – lets look at color. Nine of the dogs are grey and white (although that includes Moses and Boom, who are almost white); 12 of the dogs are black and white; and 2 are piebalds – one white/red, one white/grey.
 
And that is your useless stats for the day…..
 
Karen

Thursday, 22 February 2007

February 22, 2007 A Huge Iditarod Fan

This month’s Alaska magazine is their annual Iditarod issue. It has a number of really great articles about the race and some of the personalities involved in it. Including one on Susan Butcher, who, as most of you know, lost her battle with cancer earlier this year and will, no doubt be on the mind of most Iditarod mushers has they trek to Nome. She was a legend and a role model for all mushers and women around the world.

The article focused on the 1991 Iditarod and her epic struggle against rival Rick Swenson for a 5th victory. 

The story is the stuff of legends. Both Rick and Susan were 4 time champions of the race – and they both wanted that 5th win. Both stayed near the front of the pack for the entire race, but as they moved along the coast, it was obvious that Susan had the faster team and she left White Mountain with an all but insurmountable lead.

The thing about this sport is that it is played on a huge playing field. One so vast and wild that it becomes another player in the game – and that’s what happened in ’91 – Alaska threw everything she had at the combatants and turned it into a real dog race!

The final outcome is a story that most mushers can tell – Rick and Sue came across each other in the storm and traveled together for a number of hours, struggling hard for every foot of ground. At one point they stopped so Susan could help Rick change a bulb on his headlamp. When they pulled their hooks that time, they became separated by the weather. Susan eventually turned back – Rick kept moving forward and went on to become the race’s most winning driver.

Next to Libby Riddle’s 1985 win, it is my favorite Iditarod story – and what makes it extra special for me is that I remember it unfolding. Although it was in the day before the Internet, the race still received some coverage on the major sports programs.

I had been an Iditarod fan for a number of years, but at this point I now had my own little dog team and was taking a much bigger interest in it then ever before.
Our news had a little piece on the race claiming that Susan Butcher had left White Mountain on the way to achieving her 5th Iditarod victory. Cool, I thought, as I pulled the covers up and tucked myself into my warm bed. 

The next Iditarod report I heard was one announcing Rick Swenson as the ’91 Iditarod Champion and the race’s first 5-time winner. Now this was a sporting event that really made me sit up and take notice – I was hooked even more!
 
Now, here we are 16 years later. Sadly, Susan is gone, but Rick is still racing – and no smart competitor ever takes his or her eye off him. Three of the mushers racing this year have 4 wins each under their belts – Jeff King, Martin Buser and Doug Swingley. All three are still in their prime and maybe this year will see another legendary Iditarod drama unfold along the trail to Nome.
 
What makes it really special for me is that should it happen, I won’t be listening for details of it on my TV at home – and I won’t be snuggled in my warm bed as it happens – I’ll be out there on the trail – living it and breathing it. Although I won’t be contending for the win, I’ll be part of the event and that just boggles my mind.
 
How in the heck did that happen??
Certainly, I better then anyone understand the mechanics of getting here. I mean I’ve lived, eaten and breathed this sport and this race for a good number of years. I know one dog led to two, led to ten, led to twenty, etc, etc. A 4-mile race led to a 6-mile race, to a 54-mile race to a 300-mile race, etc. etc. I know the huge number of folks that have so generously shared their knowledge, time and cash to help us out (I started to name names, but the list was HUGE and I was so fearful I’d miss someone I stopped!). I know all that – so maybe it isn’t that I’m wondering how it happened, but that I’m in awe of the fact that it all has happened.
 
I am Iditarod fan and was long before I was an Iditarod musher – or even a musher, for that matter.
I still have Martin Buser’s autograph tucked away in a drawer at home. I remember exactly the first time I met Susan Butcher and Libby Riddles. I have every book and movie ever made on the race.
So, I am now just 10 days or so away from stepping into the starting chute for the seventh time – and honestly, my biggest thought is still – how cool is that????!!!
 
A huge Iditarod fan,
Karen