10/12/2025
I wish I could fully explain what it is I love about mushing. Part of it is the lifestyle: how the mushers are living a life according to their own passion and values and have no interest in what the rest of the world thinks about them. They’re not getting famous or rich, and many of them live completely off the grid. That alone makes it attractive to me.
Another part is the connection with the dogs: the mushers are so attuned and compassionate towards their dogs, it would shock many people. The dogs always come first, and the mushers know each of their dogs’ unique personalities better than most parents know their own children.
I also love the connection to nature. So much of the lifestyle involves being outdoors. As one musher told me, “there’s no such thing as bad weather, just bad gear.”
And another part that I love is how there are so many bad ass women who mush. The sport is filled with women and they are hard-core. They’ll talk about losing their favorite blade on the trail, ask you how many pounds your hammer can nail, and rip out a fence post with their bare hands. They know how to handle themselves in any situation, don’t mince words, and make demands unapologetically. The world needs more women like this.
The dry land mushing event was filled with people on scooters, bikes, ATVs, and rigs specially designed for this. I volunteered as a handler and got to hold back dogs on the line who were amped up and ready to go until it was time to let them loose. I also was able to meet up with Captain’s old team and fill them in on how he’s doing as a retired sled dog. And while I doubt I will ever be on any sort of rig attached to a dog, I sure love being an outsider looking in.