Oh the humanity! I came out of a meeting place on 4th Avenue in Anchorage to the sound of hundreds of dogs so excited they would be peeing their pants if they had any on. The people were more numerous but quieter. The dogs who were not running let out miserable moans as they sat lonely in their little truck prison cells. But let me show you rather than tell. The dog trucks each have a style of their own. This next one is the truck of 4 time winner Jeff King who is a little more laid back than the mushing mortician.
Fur was flying during fashion week here in Anchorage. Here are some of my favorites starting with an arctic ringed seal cap.
Then there are the more traditional frightening garments, but note how they reflect the personality of the wearer.
As far as dog fashion goes, like I said they don’t wear much besides booties. Perhaps you aren’t familiar with these little doggie mittens which protect paws from snow and ice. Here’s a dainty dog getting fitted before the big race.
So once the mushers get off 4th Ave into the neighborhoods the kids do a booty call. The ripped booties from a season’s worth of training are tossed out to folks out on the trail as smelly souvenirs. Here’s some kids getting some love.
There a couple of images that stick with me that I’ve saved for last. One is of Anna Berrington one of the twins from Kasilof, Alaska who are racing this year. They are very pretty but also make the race seem like it may have a future.
This one is the best though. I may not be a Christian but these clowns get my vote for joyful feeding of the masses.
This last one is of a dead puppy. Seen on the side of Cordova Street. Just thought I would warn you before you looked.