The air is charged with the sound of 17 howling huskies, and the snow brake I’m standing on with both feet quivers as the brawny dogs in front of me strain against their harnesses.It’s not a moment for misgivings or second thoughts: Either you hold tight as you release the brake and the dogs snap forward, or you’re left behind as the sled races toward the mountains in the distance. I choose to hold on.Read more here: http://www.dispatch.com/content/stories/travel/2012/12/09/1-dog-sledding-tour-pairs-mush-with-hush.html
