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Wednesday, October 30, 2013
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Alpine Outfitters' Picket Lines in Pennsylvania!
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Lets Enjoy the Beautiful Sierras with Sasha and Spencer!
Niki's New Alpine Outfitters Urban Trail Harness
Friday, August 2, 2013
A Bikejoring Adventure in Arizona!
Saturday, July 27, 2013
Sled Dogs in Summer!
Friday, July 26, 2013
Alpine Outfitters X-Back Harnesses
Nice comment about our x-back harnesses from a customer!
"I just wanted to take a minute to write to you with a not-complaint. I'm an amateur/recreational scooterer and skijorer, my dogs Maisy and Squash run in your x-back harnesses.
"I just wanted to take a minute to write to you with a not-complaint. I'm an amateur/recreational scooterer and skijorer, my dogs Maisy and Squash run in your x-back harnesses.
Recently my dog Squash tweaked his lower back (doing something unrelated to mushing) and as part of his treatment he is seeing a chiropractor. One of the things she said was that a lot of dogs who do any kind of pulling (either mushing or weight pulling) have problems and need adjustment in the part of their back right behind the shoulders/withers but Squash's back in that area is really loose and normal with no compression or tightness. She attributed that to his harness and how well it keeps the weight/workload distributed to his chest rather than his back.
So thank you for your great products and all your help in the past with getting my measurements right!"
We truly appreciate your feedback, thank you!
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Flyball in New York!
Saturday, July 20, 2013
Saffire in the UK!
Friday, July 5, 2013
Alpine Outfitters' Picket Line Review!
The great people at Gone to the Snow Dogs recently posted a review of the Alpine Outfitters Picket Line used for camping adventures with their dogs!
Your dogs are GREAT and we appreciate your support!!!
Saturday, June 29, 2013
Monday, June 17, 2013
Alpine Outfitters Across the Pond!
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
Alpine Outfitters in Iowa!
Friday, May 10, 2013
Monday, May 6, 2013
Happy Huskies in Colorado Springs!
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Niko's Alpine Outfitters' Adjustable Urban Trail Harness
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Friday, March 29, 2013
Another Happy Urban Trail Harness Model!
Thursday, March 28, 2013
New Adjustable Urban Trail Harness for Fayah!
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Great Pictures from our Friends at Miakoda Siberians
We thought you'd enjoy a couple great pictures of amazing huskies enjoying the beautiful trails in Nova Scotia. Thank you Jeff Powers and Amber Welch of Miakoda Siberians for sharing!
Saturday, February 23, 2013
The Straight, Unglamorous Poop on Mushing
Thank you, Julia, this article rings all too true! It's just too good not to share!
Article courtesy of Julia Bayly, www.bangordailynews.com
JULIA BAYLY
The straight, unglamorous poop on mushing
Kevin Bennett | BDN
Julia Bayly
By Julia Bayly, BDN Staff
Posted Feb. 21, 2013, at 4:56 p.m.
FORT KENT, Maine — It took a few years, but my late husband Patrick finally figured out why I chose to go away on vacation in early April, leaving him with sled dog sitting duties.
For that week or so, God love the man, he got a firsthand look at the side of mushing that never makes it into the movies.
Thanks to Walt Disney and movies such as “Iron Will,” “Snow Dogs” and “8-Below,” there is a somewhat romantic portrait of dog sledding out there in which mushers and dogs work as well-oiled machines gliding down trails in perfect harmony.
Ah, would that it were so.
In point of fact, while we have been known to glide down trails in between crashes, wrong turns and other hazards, about 95 percent of mushing takes place doing things that no one in their right mind would want to do and has even diehard mushers asking, “What the heck was I thinking?”
I was asking myself that very question Wednesday afternoon as I dug the dog yard out from under 14 inches of snow that fell that day.
And by “dug” I mean chopped, hacked and scooped away mounds of wet, frozen glop that forms when you mix snow, straw and things too gross to speak of in a family newspaper.
Pickaxe and shovel in hand, I slogged my way into the dog yard and attacked the mound in front of the first house.
By the time I was at house number-three out of nine, I’d shed several layers of winter clothing. I began to wonder where all the people were who had said “I really want to get into mushing” yet never seemed to materialize at times like these.
Mushing, you see, is a lifestyle. It is 24-7, 365 days a year and is not something to “get into” unless you are ready to take on the equivalent of a full-time job.
Every single day, regardless of temperature, conditions, personal schedule or work routine, the dogs must be fed, watered, examined and loved.
You have the flu? Too, bad, the dogs need water. Want to catch a few extra Zs on a rainy Sunday morning? Tough, one dog needs her medication. Just finished a long, hard shift on your day job and want to kick back and just chill for the evening? Right after you clean out dog houses and replace bedding with nice, clean, fluffy straw.
Don’t even think about going away for more than a day without first securing a backup team. Think finding a baby sitter for an evening is tough? Just try finding a willing volunteer to feed and clean up after a kennel of huskies.
And that’s just during the off season.
Come training time it’s long hours preparing the team, running the team and then all the post-run chores such as checking the dogs for any injuries, removing harnesses and putting away all the equipment.
On top of that are twice daily feedings and snacks that lead to perhaps the biggest and most unglamorous mushing-related jobs because what goes in one end of a sled dog, comes out the other, and it’s never pretty nor does it smell particularly nice.
In the winter it often means chipping away at frozen lumps of doggy-doo.
Come April, or “mud season,” everything we missed the preceding months is revealed as a soggy goo in need of removal.
This is why one year Patrick was heard to remark, “I see why Julie leaves this month, have you seen what’s in the dog yard this time of year?”
In fact, get a group of mushers together and talk sooner or later turns to the shape, color, consistency and frequency of what is coming out of the north end of our south-facing dogs.
Is it any wonder mushers tend to only hang out with other mushers?
The number of times we have stepped in, accidently grabbed something covered in, or otherwise come into contact with dog waste are beyond counting.
Which is why many of us have a small wardrobe of “regular” clothes for mingling with the nonmushing public and a much larger collection of dog yard wear.
Truth be told, even our good clothes eventually end up covered in dog fur, to the point that, regardless of what I have just put through the clothes dryer, there is always dog fur in the lint trap.
Then there are the joys of medicating sled dogs.
I once had a diabetic dog who for years not only had twice daily insulin shots, but was on a special dog food.
In fact, special dog food is a theme here at Rusty Metal Kennel and I dream of the day all my dogs are on the same food at the same time.
One of my least favorite dog-health related tasks is dispensing deworming medication. Bought in bulk, wormer is not inexpensive and dogs hate it.
So strong is this dislike among some of my huskies, that even if I hide the medication in a ball of hamburger, they refuse to eat it.
My neighbor and former musher Shawn had a good system for worming his team — he would use liquid medicine dispensed directly into the dog’s mouth by way of a needleless syringe.
Worked great right up until the day a dog rebelled and instead of swallowing the mixture, coughed it up into Shawn’s face and open mouth.
My friend Jaye has a similar tale of close doggy contact — she once had to give mouth-to-mouth to an ailing newborn puppy and said it took a dose of tequila to remove that particular taste.
Had she first rimmed the pup in salt and lime, she’d have had a puppy-shooter.
That’s a scene I’d have liked to see in “Iron Will.”
In the end, we go through it all because we love it and yes, there is no other feeling like hitting a trail with a team of dogs who love you as much as you love them.
Next Saturday is a perfect time to get a close look at the end result of all that hard work when teams come to Fort Kent for the annual Can Am Crown Sled Dog races beginning March 2.
Beyond that, anyone who really does want to get into mushing should give it a try and those of us who have sled dogs welcome the opportunity to share our lifestyle.
And if you ask really, really nicely, we may even let you try out the pooper scoopers.
Julia Bayly of Fort Kent is an award winning writer and photographer, who writes part time for Bangor Daily News. Her column appears here every other Friday. She can be reached by email at jbayly@bangordailynews.com.
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