Dog Mushers Legacy by William Miller, AK
IDITAROD
To Ancient peoples a far away place
Now it’s Alaska’s greatest race
Joe and Dorothy’s race you see
This is their legacy
Many mushers will gather to see
The fresh faces of people from so many places
Hundreds of dogs they will gather
Willing to run in any Alaska weather
In tether and harness they’ll run
And the dogs think this is all such great fun
Thru the mountains and along mighty rivers
Just the thought makes most mankind shiver
Oh what a race! With check points and race breaks
Volunteers—Dogs—And mushers all trying to keep pace
The sheer magnitude you see
Makes this great race for them and for thee
Mushers wondering is this really fun
And Lord will this race ever be done
Good God will I ever get to Nome
Oh Lord I just want to go home
Some of the most famous names we’ve known
Have crossed under the burled arch in Nome
And in the night the names no longer matter
After hours and days of the dogs’ feet constant
Patter Patter Patter
Camped in the night far far from our sight
All these mushers experience something
Only they can understand
And you and I will never know these thoughts how grand
The only thing that matters is the tether and the harness
The sled and the trail up ahead
The games all the same now
And the goal is the silver and gold
And the race isn’t really over until every story is told
Only a musher knows the thrill
And the woes and weariness of it all
And you can bet they’ll be training again in the fall
To run again you see is a Dog Mushers Legacy
William K. Miller
Meet the author:
* Bill wrote this poem while taking a break from transporting Iditarod spectators to Willow by school bus for First Student.