Monday, March 21, 2005
No boing boing
Whatever happened to spring? The weather has been wet and dreary since yesterday, and it promises to be raining on and off until next Monday. Yesterday there was even a tornado in South San Francisco, complete with funnel cloud, that uprooted tens of trees and damaged over 20 houses. Bleah!
Doggies come home
The last Iditarod team checked in at 8 pm tonight Alaska time, 15 days and 6 hours after the race started. That's impressive time considering the warm conditions this year that made for a lot of slushy trail breaking over much of the course. I was fortunate that I had just gotten home, turned on the computer and clicked on the Nome webcam, and saw that there was a large crowd under the finish line arch. Not much else happens in Nome, so I wouldn't be surprised if the entire town turned out to witness the last act of this annual event.
A final dog story
At the Iditarod banquet last night, Martin Buser told about a moment at Rohn when his recently amputated right middle finger was swollen and painful. He asked a race veterinarian to cut some dead skin and nerve endings off, only to hear Rick Swenson’s gravelly voice bark out, “Why don’t you take the other two off!” Offended, Buser shot back that he was already hurting enough, thanks. As he looked in Swenson’s direction, though, he realized his competitor was talking to one of his dogs, who’d managed to pull two of its booties off. The pair burst out laughing.
OK, no more dog stories... until at least tomorrow.
- posted by Woofwoof @ 10:05 PM
