Saturday, February 5, 2011

Saturday Sounds

Shh ... can you hear it? It's peace and quiet, curling around me as I put my feet up on my sinky suede couch, with Skylar leaning into me, while we stare at the beautiful day outside our nice big bay windows.
The beginning of our day was noisy: I rolled Abby up to Shipyard Park in her stroller to introduce her to the magic of the Yukon Quest, the 1,000-mile sled dog race from Whitehorse to Fairbanks. We rang the mini cowbell volunteers were handing out, and toured around the parking lot, checking out the dog teams as they came to life. This noise was of happily yapping dogs, excited at the chance of spending a whole day running (little do they know, it's more like 10!). Abby didn't understand that it was supposed to be magical to witness men and women beginning an epic, life-changing journey that separates the men from the boys, the tough from the weak. Mushers, sleds, dogs and the elements in the cold north in the peak of winter. So, she began to cry in her stroller as we bumped along, sniffing out a good spot to watch the race start.
Then she kept crying, and wouldn't stop. I kept assuming she couldn't possibly cry any longer, but in total she cried for 95 minutes this morning! That is loud and nerve-fraying. Thankfully, we were able to survive long enough to watch the first four teams take off from the start line, and bear witness to the extraordinary sled dog teams about to challenge and conquer the trail to Fairbanks.
And now, we wiped clear the rest of the day's plans to stay in and see how little miss A is feeling after her nap. She's a bit sick and definitely teething, so her grumpiness is understandable, and I'll use it as a good reason to hibernate the rest of the day away, with forts, tea, movies and phone calls home.


  1. hehehe If it was me, I might have just strapped her to a sled and said, "See you in 10 days sweetie!"


    Hope she feels better soon!

  2. LOL Kara! Hibernating sounds good to me! Next time the Quest starts in Whitehorse, you should follow our example and not bother going until halfway through. That wasn't AT ALL because we were just late getting started this morning. ;) But it worked out well, as we watched the last 7 or so teams leave and then left before anyone got too frozen. I can pretend that it was all about good planning, right?


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