Getting the good kind of chills on a winter visit deep in Alaska
Bundled in the warmest clothing I own, at least I'm snug while speeding across snow-covered trails and onto the Chena River, covered with a layer of 2-foot-thick ice.
The old sofa cushion on which I'm seated helps smooth the ride. Ice crystals, kicked up by the 40 paws of 10 sled dogs, pepper the exposed parts of my face. But behind my woolen scarf is a broad smile; this adventure is the stuff of bucket lists.
Romping along familiar paths, the dogs - with names such as DJ, Eli, Hickory and Venus - seem oblivious to the 3XL load I've provided them.
"They love what they do," said Tonya
