Sunday, February 10, 2013

I do not sleep anymore...I lay awake and think of THE LAST FRONTIER

Whilst many of my contemporaries fret about calorie parameters, lithium batteries, and the pro/cons of compression socks...In contrast, As I prepare for the true EPIC that is the Alaskan Iditarod Trail Invitational, I find great comfort in re-reading Jack London short stories

"He did not complain. It was the way of life, and it was just. He had been born close to the earth, close to the earth had he lived, and the law thereof was not new to him. It was the law of all flesh. Nature was not kindly to the flesh. She had no concern for that concrete thing called the individual. Her interest lay in the species, the race. This was the deepest abstraction old Koskoosh's barbaric mind was capable of, but he grasped it firmly. He saw it exemplified in all life. The rise of the sap, the bursting greenness of the willow bud, the fall of the yellow leaf -- in this alone was told the whole history." From a short story by Jack London 


  1. Just don't replicate "To Build a Fire" old man.

  2. Charlie, you are going on an epic adventure and one that you will cherish for the rest of your life. Regardless of speed, or lack thereof, the effort you will put forward, the sights you will see, the spirit of the land, and the camraderie of your fellows will reward you ten-fold. Magic is about to take place in your life! Enjoy every bit of it!

  3. Kid Riemer...You, Sir, are a visionary of the first order.

  4. I'd pack an extra Man Diaper if I were you.

  5. I was so proud to see the DBD on the roster. I watched the 6 episode Iditarod documentary and got a good sense of where you will be rolling those fat bikes. I will be thinking of you and wishing you the best.
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