Dog Sledding on Mt. Bachelor
Monday, December 29, 2008

One of the most memorable and unique experiences from our Christmas vacation was, without a doubt, the sled dog ride through the snowy forest of Mt. Bachelor. Upon our arrival to the lodge, several packs of beautiful, energetic dogs greeted us with excited barks and howls, which immediately had Avery in a tizzy.

Wyatt thought the dogs were really cool, but he was much more enamored with watching skiers and snowboarders glide effortlessly down the mountain. In fact, he was incredibly determined (as evidenced by his incessant begging and fit-throwing) to convince us that the beastly mountain had nothing on his mad, 3-year-old skills as an extreme sportsman. The kid is undoubtedly his father's son.

Once we were situated in the very narrow apparatus, the pack of dogs pulling our sled took off in a mad, violent dash across the landscape of freshly fallen powder that shimmered brilliantly with each kiss of the sun. In a matter of seconds (as we pulled away from the cacophony of barking), we were overcome with a silence so deafening that it felt as if life on earth had come to a sudden halt.

It was one of the most peaceful and serene experiences of my life. It must have had the same effect on Wyatt and Avery because they were both out like a light within a matter of minutes. Yes, our son--our little hurricane--our little ball of energy who, through the sheer force of will, refuses on a daily basis to succumb to the overwhelming power of the sleep gods--was in fact 10 o'clock in the morning! You've got to be kidding me, right? It was certainly the most expensive nap in which our kids have ever indulged.

Passing an oncoming sled team

We arrived back at the lodge and back to reality as the canine chorus again flooded our ears and violently awakened the little tots who remained in a deep slumber. Our wonderful adventure had sadly come to a close, but we felt so blessed to have been given such a unique an amazing opportunity. Once out of the sled and mingling with the dogs, we asked Wyatt if he had fun sledding with the dogs. With great enthusiasm, he replied, "YES! Now we get to go SKIING!!"

God love that little boy and his insatiable appetite for adventure.

Blogger Shelley had this to say:

That looks like so much fun! I can't believe that the kids fell asleep...that is crazy!

December 30, 2008 at 10:25 AM 

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My Wine Personality:
For the most part I’m a chardonnay, as I consider myself to exhibit a somewhat sunny and mellow disposition (most of the time), but because I find a tremendous amount of joy out of showering my two kids with hugs and kisses, I also possess the subtle sweetness often found in a riesling. But don’t be fooled. I love a great outdoor adventure and am willing to try anything once. This occasional display of boldness is thought to match that of a cabernet, whereas my appreciation for nature suggests that I have an earthy component to my personality—very characteristic of a merlot. (more)


“Wine rejoices the heart of man and joy is the mother of all virtues.”
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, 1771