Iditarod Time

It's that time again here in Nome where life gets crazy for a week, our population more than doubles, bars are open till 5 and the sound of dogs. At first I didn't understand this whole dog thing. I mean who in there right mind would dog sled (in the cold) from Anchorage to Nome? The first year I was here I was sicker than a do. Last year I particpated in a few of the activities. And as soon as it started this year I have been on the internet every hour checking on the updates, who is winning, who has scratch. I know crazy!! It is consuming me right now. I don't know why? I don't even like dogs let alone the cold. I am sure though that I will be out there at the finish line when that first musher comes through.