Dog Sledding in the Ely snowfall

Thanksgiving Snowfall. Dog sledding season is officially open.

Winter is quiet today. I am laying in the snow with my camera, waiting for the first sled dog teams to emerge around the bend. I hear the wingbeat of a curious Raven circling overhead, wondering if I might be lunch. Snowflakes drift down, accumulating at an imperceptible rate. Finally, the first lead dogs come in to focus, driving forward with purpose, excited to be headed out on the trail.

The excitement of the first run of the season on sleds never gets old. Although we’ve been running and training the dogs all fall with four-wheelers, the anticipation of sleds is always there. A couple butterflies, a pinch of adrenaline, an insatiable smile— those emotions are all part of the swirling excitement of the first sled run of the season.

Silently gliding down the trail over a thick bed of freshly fallen snow is an unforgettable feeling. This week, the evergreens are laden with a heavy blanket of snow — making the experience all that more magical. Disney and Animation can’t touch this image today. Winter is here, and it is fabulous.

-Theo