Many of our alumni and staff will remember dog sledding, and will be able to identify with this portion of a Robert Service poem:
“On a Christmas day we were mushing our way
Over the Dawson Trail.
Talk of your cold–through the parka’s fold
It stabbed like a driven nail.
If our eyes we’d close, then the lashes froze
‘Till sometimes we couldn’t see.
It wasn’t much fun, but the only one
To whimper was Sam McGee.”
The Christmas dog run was a tradition for many years at both the Manitoba and Alberta schools. The grade twelve class would give up part of their holiday to head out with staff into the cold, and wintery conditions. Share your dog sledding memories with us.