God loves a working man. And we all love the brave mushers on the Iditarod trail. Winning takes skill and courage and lucky and determination and all the ideals of a champion. Winning is great. But, I feel drawn to the finishers. Those willing to stick it out. Complete the race. Make the end of the trail. See it thru and deliver that serum to Nome.
I guess I’m thinking about this because The old gang all pulled out and it’s all rookies in line for the Red Lantern. Last year there were a few vets in the pack and I imagined the stories told and memories relived of past Iditarod Glory. But this year is all rookies.
cheer them on! I’m glad to know they are out there and I hope they make it safe to Nome with stories to tell.