I grew up with my brothers on the Yentna River knowing little else then a rough, subsistence lifestyle, and mushing sled dogs– both for competition as well as transportation. It’s fair enough to say that I have a deep connection with the land, its people, and its primary recreation/sport that nears the level of obsession. […]
Continue readingWolf Medicine-by H. Barron
By Harmony Barron–(This event was from last spring, just as the snow was thawing) I had a post all fired up and ready go for today’s up-date… but then last night, The Stranger entered our lives… In the past ten plus years that we’ve lived back here in our own little wilderness retreat, we’ve had […]
Continue readingLanterns in the Dark
Up on that mountain there are no screaming crowds or adoring fans to reach out and touch you as you start that climb. Seems like there’s nobody who cares whether you live or die, make it or don’t, over the top of that tall tall hill. Out there it’s just you and the dark and […]
Continue readingMore verses of the Ballad
I don’t have any deep racing insight (that I’m ready to share!) at this point, and since none of the front-runners are out of Nikolai yet, I’m going to slow things down a bit and share with you a couple of passages from my dog mushing adventure story Ballad of the Northland. The following pieces […]
Continue readingGoing undercover on the 2011 Iditarod
I’m sure picking up on a LOT of excitement building as we near the start of the 2011 Iditarod. For me, this year is a strange one–this will be the first year I’ve covered the race as a writer, as opposed to standing on the runners and duking it out with the industry heavyweights. I’m […]
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