MUSH!

On February 3rd, I am packing up my parka, mukluks, balaclava, ski goggles, wooliest long-johns, warmest mitts, thickest socks, crunchiest toque, cosiest sleeping bag and flying to the Yukon.

I am about to embark on my first dog sledding adventure.

They say there are stange things done in the midnight sun. . . and they might be right.

I have a feeling I am going to have to do a few 'strange things' to keep all of my insulin and diabetes supplies from freezing into a solid block while we're out on the trail.

But there is only one way to find out. MUSH!

Robert Service had this to say of the Arctic cold:

"Talk of your cold! Through the parka’s fold it stabbed like a driven nail. If our eyes we’d close, then the lashes froze till sometimes we couldn’t see; It wasn’t much fun, but the only one to whimper was Sam McGee"

And maybe Chloe....we'll see!