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Off-road antics outrage dog sledder

Article from The Piscataquis Observer, Vol. 165, No. 53, December 31, 2003
To the editor:

I would just like people to know how much one person's irresponsible actions can impact another's life.

By choice, I spend winters in a camp two miles in the wood. I have sled dogs and there are miles and miles of trails to enjoy, but these dogs and my sled are also my only means to get out to get supplies and bring them back in.

First major storm more than one foot of snow I'm elated although it's a little hard to try using dogs, but with another storm on the way I figured the Bombardier would pack it and I'd be ready to go. But then I see, when I walked to the spring, that someone had actually driven a vehicle in over the trail and spoiled it. But we get the next storm two feet yeah, the Bombardier comes through and packs the snow, then we get the rain which settles it and wonderful trail. I haven't been out for two weeks. I get the sled ready, harnesses laid out and bag packed to leave the next morning. Wrong. This rotten, sadistic person had driven in over the trail again. Now it's ruined for me again, as no way I can keep dogs and sled in the middle; I'd be tipping over into the ruts and hurting the dogs, myself and the sled.

So this means that now I walk out the two miles and backpack in the barest of necessities and mail.

Why anyone would want to punish their pick-up by driving through two feet of snow is a mystery, but it certainly ruins any way for me to get out, except to walk. And, I can't enjoy just mushing for the pleasure of it.

So happy New Year and may Santa bring a lump of coal to the mean person who did one such a disservice.

Betty M. Smith
Bowerbank


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