To be in town for a 7:45am interview, I needed to meet Sandy at the store between 7am and 7:10am. Not so big a deal if I hit the river at 6:40am with the dogsled. Well that is if the dogs bother to move slightly faster than molasses. They didn’t. Then they dumped of on my ass halfway down the hill. Twice.
When I pointed out they were bad dogs and that I’d like them to go faster on the way home, they agreed and took off without me.
Another benefit of the 50paces trees is that bad dogs some times get caught on them halfway across the river so I only had to walk 500paces to get back on the sled.