Chapter 5

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Dylan completed the required checks, got his book signed, and headed down the trail. There would be a bright moon tonight, so he planned to go as far as he could, keeping a close eye on the dogs for any sign of fatigue or distress. It was cold, but not brutally so, and thus far, the team seemed eager and able to run a good many more hours. Chill was good for them. More dogs struggled when it was too mild than with harsh cold.

With no more than the first nervous edge knocked off by their initial five hours on the trail, Freya and Thor lunged into the harness and set a brisk pace for the rest. Dylan alternately trotted beside the sled and hopped on the runners for a break now and then. His weight added considerably to the load, so he made sure not to stay there too long, just enough to rest his legs and let his heart rate and breathing settle to a resting state.