Happy Musher

I am one happy girl.

See? Happy :)

Went for a run in -15 to -20 temps today.

"Now how can you be happy about that??", you may be asking yourself.

Well, I'll tell you:

1. I received my new pair of Apocalypse Design bibs yesterday. Just in time for the temps to drop. I LOVE them! I did not get cold at all on my run today. In fact, I even got a little too warm at times! Imagine that, a girl from So Cal getting hot at -20 degrees??

And 2. This last weekend we got enough snow that we at Bacon's Acres' were finally able to switch to sleds!

Oh happy day!!

It's been a challenging fall/winter. Took a while until we actually got some snow. We enjoyed it for a little while, but then we were hit with freezing rain. A little snow here and there after that. Then back to freezing rain. 

Started to pour freezing rain on me while out on a run a few weeks back. Notice the crunchy ice layer on my coat? I know I look happy, but trust me I wasn't.

Frustrating to say the least.

We were training with 4-wheelers until December 13th! 

Until this last glorious weekend when the snow fell, and fell some more, and just kept on falling.

This coming weekend is our first race, the Aurora 50/50. 

Two days, 50 miles each day.

I'm excited to see how my dogs do!

Meet the Team: Flounder & Bluto

Introducing my two big boys, Flounder and Bluto

Okay I realize this is a picture of only one dog, but in all honesty you only need one picture to show what each of them look like.

Yep, we have twins my friends.

Pictured above is Flounder modeling our new dog coats that a friend of mine made who I worked with as handlers at DeeDee Jonrowe's kennel a few years back. Her and her husband now have a small business where they provide dog sled tours and sell handmade sled dog gear.

Anyway, here's a pic of them together and you'll see what I mean about looking alike

See what I mean??

Only a few minor physical differences:

1. Flounder has a scar on his muzzle

2. Bluto has about 5 white hairs on his chest

3. Bluto's fur is slightly lighter on the ends because he loves sunning himself (we got a lot of sun this past summer), this will disappear as the winter continues on

4. Flounder has a missing tooth (more on that later)

Now that I know them, these two couldn't look more different, but at first I couldn't tell them apart. Luckily, their names are on their collars so if I got confused I just referenced those.

Both these guys also came from Kelley Griffin (along with Ajax who you met earlier). 

They are 6 1/2 years old, have both finished multiple Iditarod and Yukon Quest 1,000 mile races, and are as lovable as dogs can be.

Despite looking the same, they couldn't be more different in personality.

Sure, they both soak in attention and absolutely adore getting loved on, but that's about it.

Shortly after I got all my dogs and started training, both of these guys had different incidences that secured a night or two inside with me in my little cabin.

Bluto broke a nail and injured his nail bed. He was brought inside to keep him dry and free of mud and contaminants so his nail bed would not get infected.

Flounder (here's where the missing tooth comes in) got in a fight with one of Kristin's dogs while out on run (I help train some of Kristin's dogs). Everything was hunky dory, Flounder and Yashinomi running side by side when suddenly all hell broke loose! I had a full fledged intense dog fight on my hands! After a lot of yelling, shoving my foot in between them, and doing whatever else I could to separate the two very large sled dogs, the fight finally subsided. I quickly moved Flounder, checked them both over for any major injuries (which there were none), and we moved on our way.

When we got home from our short run, I cleaned their wounds and checked them over again. It was then I discovered that Yashinomi had gotten a hold of Flounder's mouth where he broke one of his teeth and lacerated his gum.

Thus, my first emergency trip to the vet clinic. Puncture wounds I can handle. Loose broken teeth and open wounds in a dog's very dirty mouth? That's a bit beyond me.

So Flounder spent a night inside as he recovered from the drugs.

In my cabin, I have this mirror propped against the wall.

When Flounder came in for the night, he saw his reflection and started to growl/bark at it. He then attempted to get to that other dog to tell him who's boss.

When Bluto saw his reflection, he looked on with genuine excitement and began licking and snuggling the mirror.

So from that I can safely tell you that Flounder is a bit more aggressive and reactionary than Bluto. I make sure he gets along with a dog before I run them together, and he's not one I trust running around loose.

Bluto is just so darn happy-go-lucky, he gets along with everyone and everything ... and apparently he is also in love with himself.

Another big difference in personality?

Flounder is a leader (an awesome leader at that), and Bluto is not.

Flounder is like Ajax, follows my every command. His downfall though? It's not what you would think ... when passing other teams he doesn't try to get at the other dogs; no, he barks and nips at the musher! Not good. We're working on it, and he is getting better. We'll see what happens though when we are able to move to sleds and we lose the safety of a big 4-wheeler between him and the musher.

Bluto on the other hand does not lead, but once his cracked nail has fully grown out (his nail bed is all healed up now), he will be my go to wheel dog (the dogs right in front of the sled). Not all dogs can run in wheel. It's a demanding position. Wheel dogs bear the brunt of the load and they feel the effects of the sled more than any other position in the team. A wheel dog needs to be strong, sound, and steady.

The brothers both play an important role in my team. 

They are fantastic, hard working, sweet dogs and I couldn't be happier! 

Snow!!

After a loooong and extremely wet and muddy Fall here in Alaska, winter has finally decided to grace us with it's presence!

So how do we celebrate?

We go for a training run of course!

Starting in August we seemed to get non stop rain until two days ago when it finally turned to snow!

In just one day, Big Lake got almost 8 inches of the glorious white fluffy stuff.

Happy girl and happy dogs!

Ajax loves rolling his face around in the snow:

 

Bravo enjoys laying down in it to cool off:

Me: "Does Nuka like the snow?"

"Does she??"

"A lot?!"

Nuka: "For goodness sake! Yes mom, I like the snow!"

Meet the Team: Ajax

This is Ajax

Isn't he a cutie?!

Ajax is one of the five dogs I bought from Yukon Quest & Iditarod musher, Kelley Griffin.

Curious about his name? Well, when mushers have a litter of pups they often pick a theme when choosing names. Ajax and his siblings are the "cleaning" litter. His siblings have names like Pledge, Swiffer, and Dawn. Cute, huh?

Ajax has a bit of an odd personality. 

He's a gentle and sweet dog, however he strongly dislikes any kind of human physical contact. He doesn't enjoy being pet and loved on, which is difficult for me because I love giving my dogs that kind of attention.

He'll tolerate being touched because he knows he has to. 

For instance, if he wants to run then he has to let me put his harness on him, or if I need to look at his paws to make sure they are healthy.

Despite not wanting to be touched, Ajax is an AWESOME leader. He follows my every command. If I say "gee" (which is "right"), he goes gee. If I say "whoa", he stops. If I say "on by" (typically used when passing another team), he pulls the team forward and away from whatever distraction I want them to ignore.

Ajax has only one quirk as a leader. 

When I stop the team for a rest and water break, I typically get off my rig to check on each dog, untangle lines if need be, and tell my leaders how well they are doing. When I start to walk back to my rig to continue our training run, Ajax likes to follow me part way. 

Funny for a dog who usually avoids humans. 

Kelley said he used to follow her all the way back to the sled, taking the whole team with him! 

Luckily, he only walks back by the swing dogs now, but often times he gets himself tangled in the gangline or with the swing dogs. 

I am working with him on keeping lined out. He's not perfect, but it's a work in progress and he is getting better.

I am quite happy with Ajax! 

He's a dog I know I can depend on to get me and the team through just about any situation we find ourselves in.

One Pooped Pup

I increased the mileage my dogs have been running today.

We were running around 6 miles with some small, gradual hills.

Today we did our first 8 mile run. It was on a new trail with quite a few more hills.

For all my dogs who are well seasoned and have a number of years under their belts already, it was no big deal. They were maybe a smidge tired, but they could probably do it again and with the same enthusiasm.

Bravo on the other hand? Well, I'll let the picture speak for itself:

What a tuckered out little guy.

He did an awesome job today! He never quit pulling. He just doesn't have quite the stamina my other dogs do, so as soon as I put him back at his house, he climbed inside, curled up, and hasn't moved much since.

By our next training run he'll be raring to go again! :D

If not, I'll leave him home. 

For Bravo, this year is all about having fun. I don't want to push him beyond his limits, so if he's not excited to go or I don't think he's at the top of his game, he'll stay home for that day.

He'll continue to strengthen and toughen up so by next year or the year after that 8 miles, 20 miles, or even 50 miles will be child's play to him :)

Dog Trailer

I picked up this beauty yesterday and I'm pretty darn happy with it!

Kelley Griffin (Iditarod & Yukon Quest musher) and her partner Ed built it for me. After buying a mid-distance sled and 5 dogs from them (Silverbelle Kennel), they offered me a good deal on a dog trailer, custom made. Ed did a fantastic job! He definitely kept me and my needs in mind while building it. 

It's perfect for me because everything is my height :) There's even a space in between the boxes where the dogs go to put my sled, so I don't have to hoist it on top of the trailer (in fact, the sled is in there right now). It can hold up to 16 dogs. The two boxes towards the front on both sides of the trailer are big enough to hold two smaller dogs each, and the back four boxes on both sides are big enough for one dog each.

I'll be taking it out to practice backing up and parking it (don't have much experience driving with a trailer). So hopefully I'll be a pro come race season and I need to park amongst multiple dog trucks/trailers!

Meet the Team: Tucker

Ready to meet another one of my pups?

Well, he's not really a pup, he's a bit of an old man actually.

It's Tucker!

He's a little camera shy.

Tucker comes from Siku Kennel in Unalakleet. 

Well actually Middy bought him, among a number of other dogs, from a musher named Matt Hayashida, but Tucker was at Siku Kennel for three years ... and now he's with me! :D

He is on the older side (I believe he's 9 now), but he's still has a year or two of mid-distance mushing left in him.

Tucker is one of the sweetest dogs you will ever meet. A little shy at first, but once he knows you he's quite the little lover.

He's also very calm. I love hooking him up for training runs. He gets quite excited to get going, but he knows the drill: calmly get the harness on, walk to the gang line (not pull me in every which direction while twisting my arm in ways it shouldn't twist ::ahem:: Foxy!), get hooked up to the gang line, sit down, and calmly wait until it's time to take off. Once we take off, then he's a pulling machine!

I ran Tucker some while I was training dogs for Siku Kennel in the 2011/12 mushing season.

He was the best swing dog (the dogs that run right behind the leaders).

If my leaders weren't paying attention or were confused or simply just "giving me the finger" and not listening to my command, Tucker would take over and pull the leaders where I wanted/needed them to go.

With his tendency to take charge, I naturally tried him out in front as a leader. Tucker wanted nothing to do with it. Being a leader was simply too much pressure I guess. I think he liked his role as a swing dog. He liked following the leader until it was absolutely necessary for him to take charge, then once the job was done he'd gladly give that role back.

This year things have changed a bit. He is still an awesome swing dog and I run him in that position often, but one day I was forced to try him in lead again. We were out on a training run and I quickly had to change some dog positions (my leader was being a naughty boy, growling at other teams, and running towards them ::ahem:: Flounder!). So Flounder and Tucker switched positions. Flounder in swing, Tucker in lead.

I found my new little gem!

He did such a great job in his role as leader, so now he trains as one of my leaders.

I try to not always run him up front however because I don't want to burn him out and cause him to lose confidence as a leader. I want to know that I can depend on him when I need him.

You can never have too many leaders in the mix.

So there's Tucker for ya! 

Even though he only has a year or two of consistent training and running mid distance left in him, he will be invaluable as a training dog for puppies. He'll be able to show them the ropes and how to run as a team while doing shorter, more easy going runs. 

He'll still get the joy of running while enjoying his golden years ... not to mention I'll probably spoil him to no end ;)

Meet the Team: Bravo

I'm going to do a post about each dog, so you can get to know my team a little bit.

Here's a rundown of my dog's names:

Ajax

Bluto

Flounder

Flurry

Foxy

Nuka

Tucker

and ....

Bravo!!!

Just look at that crazy cute goon!

I'm going to start with this guy because I know him the best (be prepared, this is a long post)

Bravo is sweet, playful, energetic, cuddly when his energy tank is low, a bit rambunctious at times, not dominant in any way shape or form, curious, and wants to please.

He also has the longest legs I have ever seen on an Alaskan Husky.

I told you he was cuddly ... and spoiled :)

Okay, to the beginning:

Bravo was born at Siku Kennel of Unalakleet, Alaska in January, 2012 during our streak of temps never reaching above -30 degrees.

Bravo's mom, Beauty, got knocked up by another dog from the lot. In essence, Bravo was not planned and I have only an inkling of who his father might be. Otherwise, it's not wise to have puppies in the middle of winter.

Beauty never had pups before and was quite young. With the extremely cold temps and her lack of mothering skills/know-how, three of her five pups did not last the night. Leaving two wee ones.

Now I had learned to not attach myself to any puppies due to previous tragedies earlier in the season where we lost a number of them to parvo. Don't get me wrong, I cuddled and played and cooed with all the remaining and new puppies, but tried to not get emotionally attached.

Bravo had a different plan. While his brother was not keen on being handled, picked up, or loved on (he usually tried to wriggle free from my arms), Bravo would melt into me. As he got older, he would follow me around all over the dog lot. I didn't know it at the time, or at least wouldn't admit to it, but I was falling for the little guy.

Then one day, Bravo was gone.

Pups at Siku Kennel run free until they are old enough (or start wandering too far from the dog lot) to be hooked up like the big dogs. Since Bravo and his bro weren't planned, all the other pups were older and much bigger.

Bravo had started wandering a bit further from his mom's house as the days went on. Apparently when no one was around, we suspect the bigger pups played with him when he got far enough away from his mom, but not the kind of playing one does with a small puppy.

When we got up to the lot to feed, I went to go say hi to the little man, but was quickly panicking because I did not find him where he was supposed to be. We scoured the lot and the perimeter. No sight of him.

Until finally he was found cowering, shivering, cold, and covered in frozen slobber from the older pups under a freight sled.

I brought him to my house that night to warm and clean him up. That's when I knew I had fallen in love with the little man. How can you not, just look at that face!

PURE cuteness. 

A few months later in the spring, Bravo got really sick. I started to get worried and panicked.

Luckily, Operation Arctic Care was in town. A team of military medical professionals make their way to western Alaska every year. In 2012 they came to Unalakleet. They also send a team of veterinarians to provide spay/neuters and vaccinations.

They also will take on a special few cases.

Bravo was one of those special few cases.

They had him for four days on an IV. He was quarantined and I wasn't allowed to see him. I really didn't think he would make it and I suspect they didn't think he would make it either. I checked in with them multiple times a day (I was also bringing the whole of Siku Kennel in a few dogs at a time for vaccinations and some spay/neuters).

On the fourth day, they told me he was eating again, good as new and I could take him home! I was more than excited. I gathered him up, brought him home and spent the rest of the day cuddling with him.

They never did figure out what he was sick with, but all I care about is that they saved his life. Thank you Arctic Care vet team!!

After they let me take him home. Such a cutie!

Ever since that day, Bravo has had a special place in my heart ... and been quite the accident prone dog.


After leaving Siku Kennel, I headed to California to work for the family business for the summer. Kiana (my chocolate lab) and Bravo in tow.

I lived on a vineyard that was completely fenced in to keep out deer.

One day, Bravo discovered a hole in the fence and took off chasing wild turkey. Unbeknownst to him, the neighbors had cows ... and a barbed wire fence.

When I finally found Bravo, he was sitting a hundred yards away just sitting and watching me. He would not come when I called. I finally ventured off into the brush to try to lure him back (which is a brave feat in California when rattlesnakes are everywhere, especially that summer due to the extreme heat).

As I got closer, I once again started panicking over him.

Blood was dripping out of his mouth. He was sitting behind the barbed wire fence and would not go anywhere near it.

This is what I think happened. He was chasing the wild turkeys, and when he is chasing something he is fast and focused. I believe he was going so fast and was so focused on those turkeys, that he didn't even see the barbed wire. He ran straight into it.

The result? He caught his front four bottom teeth on the fence and almost broke them completely off. His teeth and the very front of his jaw were pointing forward instead of up. Eeek!

He obviously was rushed to the emergency vet. Luckily it was a clean break, so no surgery was required, but he did have braces for a while keeping his teeth up and in line so his jaw could heal.

See what I mean about being accident prone?!
I've just been saving his life left and right since the day he was born.




Okay, now moving on to Bravo as a sled dog.

He is now 19 months old and just a couple weeks ago was put in harness and into a team for the first time ever.

I was really anxious and nervous because I had NO idea how he was going to react and handle all of it.

Boy was I surprised!

He took to it right away! He's a natural. He knows what to do and does it well.

I keep things easy for him because he is young and definitely not as strong as my other dogs due to his lack of experience and training. However, he is a strong puller and doesn't quit! He's figuring out how to untangle himself if he gets his foot over the line. He doesn't chew on things. He waits for me to give the go ahead before lunging into his line. I'm just so proud of him!

His only downfall currently is when we pass other teams. He wants nothing more than to say hi to every dog on the team we pass, which is not good etiquette in the mushing world. Dogs are supposed to pass by like the other team isn't even there. If dogs always want to greet each other or worse, fight with unknown dogs, you end up with a tangled mess. You and your dogs could end up with some major injuries if they don't get along. So it's just best to keep the team moving right along ignoring other teams. Of course I always find it polite and enjoyable to acknowledge the musher as we pass, just as long as the dogs ignore each other.

Kristin and I will be practicing passing with our teams, so hopefully Bravo will start learning how to suppress his desire to greet every dog we come across.

I look forward to seeing how Bravo develops and what he is capable of! I think he has a pretty good future ahead of him as a sled dog :)

Fall Training

Saturday morning was the first time I hooked up my dogs for Fall training.

Kristin and I headed out together so my dogs could learn the trail.

Hooking up our teams, getting ready to take off.
Photo courtesy of Kristin Bacon

My dogs played "follow the leader".
Since I bought my dogs and this was the first time they have ever run for me, I thought it best to let them chase a team as they learn to listen to my commands and trust me.

Excited only partially describes how I felt that morning.

I kept thinking "These are MY dogs!"

I literally was giggling at points during our run out of sheer joy.

They were awesome, I couldn't be happier with my team :)

I'm looking forward to spending lots of time with these wonderful dogs!

New beginnings

It's time to start the ol' blog again. "Why?" you may be asking.

Well, I'll tell you: Mary Helwig is back into the world of mushing!

Many of you already know, but many of you don't know, so I'll give a quick run-down:

I did not mush this past winter.
I missed it.
Started looking for property of my own in the Spring of this year to start a team.
Searched and looked and scoured the internet, newspapers, magazines, and yes even Craigslist.
Found promising places, but none truly struck my fancy.
Then a glorious day in July where opportunity knocked and I quickly swung open the door and invited it in.

"What happened on this seemingly incredible day in July?" you say.

I responded to a random ad on FaceBook for an "off the grid" cabin for rent.

"Now why would you go and do that?!"

You see, this cabin is in Big Lake, one of the major mushing areas here in Alaska. It is owned by Kristin Bacon. What's so great is that she has a dog kennel, Bacon's Acres' Kennel. What's even more fantastic is that she has room in her kennel for another team of sled dogs.

"Wow! You're right Mary, that is pretty awesome!'

I know, right??

I quickly responded to the ad. Met Kristin. Saw the cabin and kennel. Got a feel for everything.

Sold. Done. Deal. I was in. However you want to put it.
In essence I thought it was a great fit for me. One of the major plus sides of this is now I will not be living all by my lonesome trying to start a kennel and run dogs...alone.

Now I have a partner in crime.
Two crazy ladies who decided to change their lives so they could pursue what they love.

"So when do you start this new adventure?"

I already have! (I intended to start my blog sooner, sorry for the delay)

I have made quite a few big purchases in the last month: mid-distance mushing sled, Alaskan Huskies, Honda 4-wheeler, harnesses, materials to make dog houses, dog trailer to haul the dogs around, and a LOT of equipment and pieces/parts that are too tedious and boring to list for most people to read, but are a necessity to mush dogs. Frankly, going to a hardware or mushing store for snaps, chains, bolts, rope, etc. for a musher (or at least me) is like a kid walking into a candy store. Wide eyed, counting out your change to see how much you can buy.

Never thought when I was 10 years old that at the age of 29 I'd be drooling over fancy rope.

So there you have it. I now live in Big Lake, Alaska with my very own small team of dogs.\


Today was our very first day of training, but I will post about that next time. Right now, I must go tend to my fantastic dogs.