You’re not going to believe this after the last few adventures. But for 3 runs in a row…. nothing happened. We’re tried different trails, different temperatures, and different combinations of dogs. And…. nothing.
Yeah, I’m not believing it either. But, being a willing victim to this tragedy, I plod on. We’re going to get our carting/sledding titles this fall. So we’re training on several 10-mile loops.
Day 1 & 2:
Starting out in the yard — hookups are a deadly thing… Especially since Summer‘s in lead for the first time with Nu-Nu.
11-month-olds Tom T. and Singer hooked in last. I’m waiting for the troubles to start…
Now would be a good time to do seomthing, kids… But they don’t. We start down the driveway (no way am I taking my hands off the t-bar to take pictures, folks, you can forget it) and head for some big pine trees and I yell “Summer, Gee OVER” and… and… and she does. (Huh?)
We get out on the main road and into a nice easy trot…
Quickly becomes a flat-out gallop… I knew it, no way they’d have a nice easy run. Not MY team!
So I’m prepared for disaster. I call to them to “E-Z” (slow down) and then “Woah!” And well, heck, they do…
The rest of the trip went the same way. They actually did what was requested. When I told them to Gee Over, well, I’m stunned to say for the first time in 4 years, they DID.
And when I told them to “Haw-Over” again, stunningly, they actually, well, Hawed over… Who the heck stole my pet team and replaced it with these… obedient, trained sled dogs!!!!?
So feeling cocky, I took them off the nice easy, FLAT, roads and put them on the lumpy, bumpy, dirt and fire road we’ll be using for our sledding/carting legs. Can they do 10 miles????
Th-th-these are b-b-bump-p-p-y bec-ause we are g-g-g-going over b-b-bumps…
Still b-b-bumpy. Still pulling strong. Who are these dogs? Perfect pulling, gangline is straight as an arrow down the middle. Heads down. Tails mostly down. Ears flat.
I can see the end of the trail… We’re almost there… And… they did it. I know you expected this to be funny, but… well, sorry. Maybe I’ll have a specular wreck next time, but for 3 days in a row we had completely uneventful sledding (well, except Summer deciding to take the lo—ong way home through the creek, but oh well. No harm. No foul. No pictures.)