Before I know it, I am actually sweating. Sophia, a younger dog at just over a year old, is attached to my waste harness and we glide through the sparkling snow together. Every once in awhile, she’ll look back at me or the group or get distracted by a little stick she wants to chew on. Otherwise she’s all business. A few times I stop to adjust something or grab a drink of water and she looks at me like....

“What are you doing??? Let’s goooo!!!” and literally yanks me to the ground trying to run.

Eventually I learned that the only way to slow little Sophia down was to sit on the ground with her in my lap. She was either snuggling or running...... there was no standing around for her.

After 18 hard earned kilometers on our skis, we arrived to the huts just as the sun was setting. Max brought the tent just in case we wanted to sleep outside and keep an eye out for Northern Lights, but after we started the fire in the cabin, the temperature rose to a comfortable 60 degrees inside and it seemed like lunacy to try and sleep outside in the negative 30 degree weather. We enjoyed a cozy night in the hut before waking up the next morning to hike the 18km back out to the car.

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