They were out of sight. As I plodded down the trail, getting ready to cry, I made out the silhouette of the sled and I hurried because I knew they could start again.

He's a sight to behold.

You want to put together a load so you can go 15 miles down the trail without having a wreck. You can turn packing into an art form just like anything else.

For me and my wife, it was love at first sight.

He began to cry, not hysterically or screaming as people cry when concealed rage with tears, but with continuous sobs who has just discovered that he's alone and will be for long. He cried because safety and reason seemed to have left the world. Loneliness was a reality, but in this situation madness was also remotely a possibility.

They're going to be hungry. We have to be ready for anything.