Moose Encounter of the 2nd Kind

Returning from out hike to Williwaw Lake we encounter this bull in velvet.




After watching him for a moment, he disappeared. There was a guy talking on his cell phone waiting for the moose to leave the trail. He said something after he hung up like "I just called in an airstrike". LOL

Kind of fun watching them in the various stages of their life.

Teaching Shake and Catch with the Fosters

We had a great time teaching Shake and Catch with the foster dogs, well right up until Koda decided to end it LOL Considering these two are extremely food aggressive I am surprised that I even tried this. Watching it makes me chuckle, it was fun while it lasted.

Memorial Day Weekend Day 1

We stayed in town because our foster dog Koda had a hip operation. We didn't think taking him out for 3 days hiking was a good idea so we stayed in town. The first Memorial Day in town for the funhog and fundogs in 35 years!

Here he is holing up on a hot Saturday. You can see the scar on that leg of his, Ouch!


While we were home, this guy showed up needing a new place to live. His name is Cody. Now how weird is that, Foster dog 1 is Koda, and Foster dog 2 is Cody. You try to keep those two straight.


So here I am trying to take pictures of Cody for petfinders.com and five minutes after they meet, its the Takedown!


Then Cody had Koda pinned, or is that Koda has Cody pinned? I am telling you its hard to keep their names straight. Should I start counting to ten?

I don't think that's good for his hips, but I am not telling his veterinarian, nor should you.

There is still a little life in Koda, he's squirming.


But wait, Koda strikes back!


In the end, Cody (at least I think it was him) had Koda pinned. And Koda went back to lounging in his hole. All day long they were taking bitenecks strikes on each other. Pretty damn good luck to have foster dogs like that, don't you think?

So Day 1 of holiday, lots of fun despite not out on the trail hiking.

Blast fromThe Past

I was rumbling around looking for photos for Babe's 10 birthday and I found this. Now you get to see it.


(you can enlarge this photo, as well as all photos in the blog, by clicking on it)

Hot Dog

Today was the hottest day of the summer, it must have been in the 70s and maybe 80s F (18 to 24 C). Too hot for us, Jago and I looked for something with a bit of snow on it.

Great views to the south of us.


And enroute along the ridge.


Up top along the ridge we had trail, trail mixed with snow.


And trail made of snow.


We found plenty of snow to roll around in.

and


after that roll, she pops up smiling.


On they way back down, the Hot Dog followed. You'd thought her tongue would have been longer.


First day of summer is next weekend. Bring it on!

Change of Scene

We are in the midst of a change of scene. Our low lying snow is departing, leaving us with some hiking trails. We received a bunch of snow late in the year so some of our popular spots probably won't be snow free until mid-July, and that might be optomistic.

We decided to head to Falls Creek to see how high the snow level was and to get our first big hike of the year in. this is a shot at the trailhead, its about 8:30 pm


About 1600 feet in altitude, we have enough snow to ski on. Its about 10 pm in this picture.


Heading back down the trail.

Trail of 98

Today we skied our 98th outing together for the season. With clear skies, a cold clear starry night, below freezing temperatures and 10 feet of snow at the trailhead; perfect conditions for crust skiing were awaiting us. No need to worry about soft snow and the dogs if we can return before it softens up. Today we left at 7am and arrived back at the trailhead at noon.

Starting out on nice hard snow.


Taking our first break after climbing 900 feet and traveling 2 miles. There are always good views on bluebird days.




Valley is pondering our next move.


Moving along Center Ridge before we drop down to the valley floor where the traveling is easier and faster.


I am not sure why she is coming back to me but she seems happy to be out today.


View off to the right while skiing on the valley floor.


Moving along on the valley floor. You can see an "undulating surface" which we are traveling on, that was weird, it was like boating on water with wakes.


Skate skiers moving up valley from us. Skate skiing on crust snow is a common thing for some of us to do this time of year. Its like its own season.


Checking another couple of skate skiers out who are closer during our lunch break.


Trotting back. By now the snow has softened incredibly and its a good thing we are on our way back. You can see the skis are making a mark and the dogs are starting to sink in.





The sun is pretty hot, so we took a few breaks to let the dogs cool down. Hot on the top, cool on the bottom.


Valley View.


A great day to be on the snow. I can't believe we are still skiing. Some of the low lying trailheads are free from snow, and they are packed with cars and folks hiking. However we are still out enjoying alot of snow waiting to melt.

Dawn Patrol

When its clear at night, the morning is cold. That makes for some mighty fine crust skiing. The crust is as solid as concrete and it also allows the dogs to travel along. Something they can't do in the afternoon corn snow which doesn't support their weight. Without crust skiing, it'd be hard to get them some exercise in the spring months of April and May.

What its like when we first show up at the trailhead before sunrise. Enough light to ski, and barely enough to capture photos.


If you enlarge the picture, by clicking on it, you can see the skate ski tracks from earlier travels. There is no sinking in the snow by the dogs and we can ski quite fast.


Ptarmigan Peak in the background. Until I figure out how to take motion shots in low light, we'll have to do with these "static" pictures.


And Ptarmigan Peak with the rising sun shining on it, right as we are leaving the trail.


In alot of ways, this is my favorite time of year to ski, its beautiful out, nobody else is hardly around, you can ski anywhere, and the dogs love it.

Many thanks to Tim Kelley, who many years ago introduced me to this. Without him and his website, I'd still be missing some of the best skiing in Alaska.

Spring Skiing

One of the best reasons for spring skiing. Finding a patch of bare tundra and sneaking a nap in.


Even Rocket is looking like he's going to tip over.

Where's Waldo?

Can you spot Valley in this picture? She's there. Click on the picture if you think it will help you spot her.


It kind of shows us how small each of us really are in the world. Just a speck. But a fun speck non the less.

More evidence she is really there.


It was a beautiful bluebird day in the Talkeetna Mountains north of Palmer. Down low it was corn snow, and up high it was deep powder. A great day to be out touring. Just ask Valley!

Mother Nature or Old Man Winter ?

I am not sure which one gifted us with 6 inches of fresh powder but thank you for looking out for me ;) It's not a good idea to ignore a gift, so we thought we'd enjoy it while we could. Folks in town were whining about the snow, but us funhogs and fundogs don't like to complain, we fired up and took the matter into our own hands. We know how to solve this problem, we've been training all winter.

Can you recognize the Alaska State Dog in the picture? (click any picture to enlarge)


At the trailhead we ran into our neighbor Amy who adopted Yukon from Malamute Rescue of Alaska. He's looking like a fundog to me.


Lookie here, The Funhogs and the Fundogs. All of us in one picture, ain't that sweet.


Saint Nicki!


I don't know what it is about Rocket, but when somebody goes down in the snow, he has to clean them up a bit after laying all over them. Sometimes he frenches them Yuck!

Sure was a fun evening after work.

That Leg

You know the one that had the ACL operation back in December. Its looking pretty good, good enough to pull and go out and pull for a long weekend of fun.


We enjoyed a 9 mile skijor out to the Denali View Chalet during a beautiful sunstorm. We gave Jago a rest day on Saturday and only skijored her 4 miles. Then Sunday it was 9 miles out in a blazing snowstorm with about 6 inches of wet snow for her to deal with.

No ill side effects. She pulled strong all day, was ready to go the next day and no limping the entire time.

What Denali looks like on the approach to Kroto Lake. Looking over Valley's noggin.