This isn't a problem.


One full day isn't enough time for here and following our first visit to the kennels we ask if we can stay a third night.


The dogs are incredible, very noisy, jumping around like lunatics Anderson  to someone that shites themselves at sight of a Staffie would be extremely intimidating.


Up close they are very gentle, affectionate, loved being stroked and love humans even more.


Another wonderful thing about this place is a lack of television and WIFI. This would normally be a total disaster but here it is different. You don't need it, well not for three days.


We spent out first full day chilling out on the veranda watching the rain lash down and playing cards with a few beers. The kids spent their time running around the woods and searching for the Konrads friendly cat, who seemed to like hanging around the cabaña. Axel named him Snuggles and I suspect that Snuggles wasn't as big a fan of the Huskies as everyone else.


The next morning there was a real buzz in the air. Jessica couldn't contain our excitement and the kids were pretty excited too.


At 10am it was happening, we were going husky sled racing (well not really racing, but kind of).


Even before we left the cabaña we could hearrange the noise. It was very loud, they were going mental.


Where as some dogs just want to eat, some want to play with a stick, all Huskies want to do is run.


It was obvious to both us and the dogs that the preparation for our latest adventure had started.


It is totally pishing it down, this really isn't an issue though.


We had carted around waterproof trousers for the last 3 months and we are finally getting a chance to wear them.


We got to the kennels and dogs were very excitedly being loaded into a huge trailer with individual dog cages, on two tiers, eight cages per tier.


It brought back memories as child when my dad's police dogs used to leap into the dog van, delighted to head out to work.


The plan was to head off on a 5k trek with twelve dogs heading out and following a full change of dogs, twelve heading back. 


In the absence of snow we were on a wheeled sled. It was a cracking contraption that Konrad had made himself and it was quite a contraption. I am sure that Greame Obree would approve.


Then they were off!


To chorus of howling dogs the kart was off like a bullet.


Jessica and Edith were out first. Edith opting for a seat on her mum's knee. 


Axel and I followed in the land rover with Inga (Konrads partner) and Konrads parents, who were over visiting from Germany and wanted to get involved.


They were heading down tracks surrounding the house and even had a stint on the main road.  

Every once in a while the land rover had to stop and radio back that animals were on the track and Konrads mum even had to chase a few chickens off the track.


I mentioned before that the Huskies are great with humans, well not so much with other animals.


At the end of their run, they were covered in mud but I could tell they had loved it. It was nice watching them give the dogs a clap or a cuddle to say thanks before they were put back in the trailer.

 Now it was the turn of Axel and I. Jessica and Edith had barely vacated the kart and Axel had lept straight in the front seat, insisting he was riding up top, by himself.


 It was brilliant, we got soaked, we didn't care. 
Lorne