Last of the Runs... Pepto ain't gonna cure that!
Get your mind out of the gutter, you sickos. The Iditarod is done, probably the best year for trails that they have had, but as far as dogs... a lot of sick ones.
I am sitting here at a desk looking out the window at the first day of spring wishing it wasn't melting the snow. I'm not gonna lie, I don't want the snow to go. I want to kick and scream and throw a tantrum like a 3 year old. The last run I went on was on St. Patty's Day. Instead of going out to a stuffy bar drinking green beer, I went on an almost 3 hour run with 6 dogs. The weather was perfect and I couldn't have asked for a better run. I did a trail that I had only done a couple times with Scott, but not on my own. Ahhh... the music was perfect, the dogs were perfect and the moose, well they stayed away. When I started out, I went under the highway which crosses to the other side of the highway, I came out of a small patch of trees and there on the left, two big beautiful bald eagles flew off. They were the first ones that I had truly seen since I have been here. I am sure there was something deliciously dead they were eating.
I kept my eyes peeled the whole time looking for moose. Russ went on a run the day before and saw 6 or so moose and said screw it and came home. Some right in the area where I saw the eagles. He said at that point he had the team stopped and had an axe in one hand and his pistol in the other. I had my axe ready to grab at all times, I kept grabbing it as if there were some sneaking up on me, I kind of looked like Beast Master with a splash of Luke Skywalker and a pinch of Viking. I was ready! Well, I did see a huge moose when I was coming out of the woods, right before I went under the railroad. The dogs never saw it, but I was telling it to stay over there... it was probably 200 yds. to the left of me. I tell you what, I get such a rush out of seeing them, not sure if it's a good rush or not, but it's a damn rush! On the way back before going back under the highway, I saw a present in the form of a pile of moose shit, yeah that wasn't there before. It was dark at this point and I looked around like a lighthouse beacon until I saw four shining white globes... the Momma moose and baby. I told them to stay the hell in the woods unless they wanted a piece of something they didn't want and continued on my way home. They listened... just as I suspected.
I can't even being to explain how wonderful it is to go out there when everyone else is gone... Peaceful, you can think, hell you can talk and no one interrupts you. I feel that I have been a bit of a pansy at times. Russ said the best thing, is to go out and get lost. Well, little does he know, people have been telling me to get lost for a years! I think I am going to stick to what I know, till I know more!
Things are great here. Scott has taught me so much and Russ has taught me a bunch too. I could have asked for better teachers. Granted, they both give me hell, all in joking matter... like the dysfunctional family that I have always wanted... no wait, I have that! I love it and wouldn't change a thing. So, it has been yet another warm day, 60 degrees in the sun... dogs don't like that. Tonight, I will go for a run and hopefully the moon will be as amazing as it was last night and the moose will stay away! I will Ted Nuget that big son-of-a-moose if I have to, but, I'm a big talker...
Till next time, take it easy... or take it anyway you can get it.
~Sarah
I am sitting here at a desk looking out the window at the first day of spring wishing it wasn't melting the snow. I'm not gonna lie, I don't want the snow to go. I want to kick and scream and throw a tantrum like a 3 year old. The last run I went on was on St. Patty's Day. Instead of going out to a stuffy bar drinking green beer, I went on an almost 3 hour run with 6 dogs. The weather was perfect and I couldn't have asked for a better run. I did a trail that I had only done a couple times with Scott, but not on my own. Ahhh... the music was perfect, the dogs were perfect and the moose, well they stayed away. When I started out, I went under the highway which crosses to the other side of the highway, I came out of a small patch of trees and there on the left, two big beautiful bald eagles flew off. They were the first ones that I had truly seen since I have been here. I am sure there was something deliciously dead they were eating.
I kept my eyes peeled the whole time looking for moose. Russ went on a run the day before and saw 6 or so moose and said screw it and came home. Some right in the area where I saw the eagles. He said at that point he had the team stopped and had an axe in one hand and his pistol in the other. I had my axe ready to grab at all times, I kept grabbing it as if there were some sneaking up on me, I kind of looked like Beast Master with a splash of Luke Skywalker and a pinch of Viking. I was ready! Well, I did see a huge moose when I was coming out of the woods, right before I went under the railroad. The dogs never saw it, but I was telling it to stay over there... it was probably 200 yds. to the left of me. I tell you what, I get such a rush out of seeing them, not sure if it's a good rush or not, but it's a damn rush! On the way back before going back under the highway, I saw a present in the form of a pile of moose shit, yeah that wasn't there before. It was dark at this point and I looked around like a lighthouse beacon until I saw four shining white globes... the Momma moose and baby. I told them to stay the hell in the woods unless they wanted a piece of something they didn't want and continued on my way home. They listened... just as I suspected.
I can't even being to explain how wonderful it is to go out there when everyone else is gone... Peaceful, you can think, hell you can talk and no one interrupts you. I feel that I have been a bit of a pansy at times. Russ said the best thing, is to go out and get lost. Well, little does he know, people have been telling me to get lost for a years! I think I am going to stick to what I know, till I know more!
Things are great here. Scott has taught me so much and Russ has taught me a bunch too. I could have asked for better teachers. Granted, they both give me hell, all in joking matter... like the dysfunctional family that I have always wanted... no wait, I have that! I love it and wouldn't change a thing. So, it has been yet another warm day, 60 degrees in the sun... dogs don't like that. Tonight, I will go for a run and hopefully the moon will be as amazing as it was last night and the moose will stay away! I will Ted Nuget that big son-of-a-moose if I have to, but, I'm a big talker...
Till next time, take it easy... or take it anyway you can get it.
~Sarah
You, my dear, are amazing!! I miss you and I can't wait to hear all of your new stories! xoxo
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