On Sunday, we got the dogs out for their first run and they did well, but were a little huffed from the altitude, which is normal. It was another long day on Monday doing N-O-T-H-I-N-G. We found ourselves having intellectual conversations about the psychology behind “The Bachelor” when the phone rang to save us from further decline into reality show brain numbing. It was the Swingley’s and they invited us to escape the motel room and come have a drink. Our excitement over human conversation and mushing conversation at that point was beyond description!! YEAHHHHHH!! Me, Bruce, Doug, Mel and John Steward shared some laughs over a few drinks and then dropped dogs in the bitter cold (-10) that evening. It was a welcome reprieve from being the sole mushers in town for the past few days.