The Quest…. Through the eyes of a sled dog
Three two one here we go
It’s our turn to run in the snow.
People and more people I see
Seems this is the place they want to be.
The dog in front runs left and right
Why didn’t he do all of that last night?
Our musher doesn’t seem to mind
As he is far enough behind.
On we go ‘til we’re out of sight
You know, we could possibly run all night.
Man I’m getting tired legs
I hope we soon see those orange pegs.
Someone at the checkpoint does something neat
As I’m checked all over, especially my feet
Am I to be dropped? Thankfully no
So once more we’re on the go.
We run mighty hard over the ice and the snow
As our musher encourages is along as we go.
Finally Dawson looms out of the fog
Hurrah! It’s a long rest for all of us dogs.
Now I can curl up and hit the hay
And get lots of food and sleep all day.
For I must perform at my very best
After all, I AM in the Yukon Quest!
Written by Roy Stark