I grew up loving the outdoors, from sea level to the mountain tops! My parents shared with me a love of the outdoors from the moment I was born. My childhood was spent camping, boating, fishing, skiing and mostly exploring. My love for animals grew right along with my love for nature. I guess you could say that I had an adventurous spirit and by high school, I became an avid downhill skier.
I married and had three children and for the next 25 years I was fully immersed in raising my children and sharing with them the great joys that I had growing up.
At 50 years old I found myself an empty nester and joined the mountaineers. I was soon scrambling to mountain peaks, snow shoeing, kayaking, cross country skiing, and of course still downhill skiing at every opportunity.
In August 2007, I visited a friend in Alaska who had sled dogs. I went out on a training run with the dogs. No snow, no sled, but by four-wheeler. I fell in love with those incredible dogs that are born to pull. Their enthusiasm, their drive was amazing. A dream was born… I wanted to drive a dog team across the wilds of Alaska. I wanted to run Iditarod. I could only imagine what it must be like on a sled, on snow.
Four months later, I found out. It was spiritual. It was more than I could ever imagine. Two months later I flew to Alaska and volunteered for Iditarod 2008. I was hosted by Ted (retired Iditarod musher) and Paula English. I had no idea at the time, that the next year would find me living with them and running Ted’s dogs and on my way to qualifying for the Iditarod.
I qualified for Iditarod 2012 and at age 55, I drove my team of incredible dogs 1000 miles across Alaska to Nome. I was awarded the Red Lantern Award, yes, the last musher across the finish line. An experience of a lifetime and a personal win for me and my Dogs.