Monday, December 3, 2007

The Unexpected Storm

  • Gary Paulsen takes his "problem dogs" (the younger, less experienced, bad-tempered members of his dog team) to a run up a mountain trail.
  • He is training three months before his second Iditarod race (an annual competition that starts in Anchorage and finishes in Nome - 1, 151 miles through some of the most beautiful land in Alaska).
  • The run started well, the dogs were excited, and ran well.
  • They're headed for the end of the mountainous Alaska Range
  • Paulsen had a headache, and became a little groggy.
  • One of his dogs - Cracker is distressed - signalling storm (he smells it).
  • Passes forest, could have stayed and made shelter, but because of headache, didn't think straight, kept going.
  • Storm got worse - trail almost closed - horrible sleet - could barely see the dogs in front of him.
  • Mainly relied on lead dog - tiny female "Duberry".
  • Wind blew him off the sled, tumbling down hill (wind speed need to be 150 - 200 miles / hour) to do that.
  • Hit a snow covered rock ledge, stopped tumbling, stayed there.
  • Saw sled almost right in front of him - the sled anchor hooked onto a rock.
  • Got the sled and dogs, made shelter under the rock ledge
  • Took out sleeping bag/blankets, dogs snuggled close - fell asleep.
  • Woke up - storm over, fed dogs, headed back
  • Realised by close he was - to death , was "scared...[of just] life. All of it" (18).
  • Could have quit, not nothing stops his passion.

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