I went hunting with my father today, and he got stuck on a peice of ice that broke off. Now he just stares out the window for hours each day. We don't know what to do now. We are just going to wait and see what will happen

Today we are moving away from the ocean. My mother is upset and dosen't want to leave, because our family has lived here for generations. I don't want to leave my friends and family, but it's for my father's health. We will just have to wait and see what will happen next.

We arived to our new town today. It is bigger than my hometown, but not to big. This place is far away from the ocean. Every year during the Iditarod the town is full with people. The Iditarod goes threw our town now. This is going to be a very interasting experience living here.

My father has been training for the Iditarod, but he had an accident so he is not going to be able to race. He told me I was going to take his place. I was so happy, but scared all at once. I have to train hard every day up to the race if I want to win. This is a very dangerous race, so I'm glade he said I could it.

Peter Avakoff, who helped my father get ready for the race befor the accident helped me get ready up to race day. The day of the race they gave me number 23 to wear around my neck then I got ready to race. At first they didn't want me to race, they said I was to young, but my father convinced them. They fave the dogs a dot of blue paint on there back and then we started two minutes apart.

We started two minutes after each other. The further in the race I went the more people I meet. I raced long and hard, but it wasn't enough. I didn't win, but I was proud of myself for trying. It was fun, yet challenging at the same time. I am glad I did it, I would and will do it again.