Steve Millburg recounts his first experience learning to dog sled on the frozen shores of Lake Superior:
I step onto the runners at the back of the dogsled. Following instructions, I rock the sled back and forth a couple of times, then shove it forward with the not-exactly-dashing command, “Let’s go!”
I’m not prepared for what happens next. The sled takes off like a teenager’s car when the light turns green. In fact, I feel exactly the way I did the first time I drove a car. I can’t believe the power. I’m not quite sure I can handle it. And nothing I’ve ever done in my life has been more fun.
A fascinating and inspirational read via CoastalLiving.com.