In the summer, for example, trophy hunters sometimes bump samples off the plane with all their meat (some of it you know will go back to New Jersey, get freezer burnt and then be thrown out. Which makes me sad).
Or, like today, you get a nicely worded email saying they won't ship yet because of a volcano. I bet people in Kansas don't get that excuse often. :)
Here's some gratuitous pictures of mushers behind my home.



The last musher in the pictures got kinda crash-y, yesterday. The dogs got all tangled up! Oops. It's out of focus because I was trying to get back home, and I only snapped it quickly.
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