The thousand-year-old secrets of sled dogs

In front of the team, the ox is struggling, the horse is under orders, the donkey is in despair, the sled dog is thrilled. When the musher trades his collar for the line of line, he becomes wild again, in his veins flows the blood of the wolf. In front of him, the hope of an endless race through the fir trees, in the whiteness of winter, with the added bonus, on arrival, of the certainty of shelter and lodging. And with their screams, their pre-departure stampings, the pack of communicative joy, transmits its good humor to its musher, its passengers or the public that gathers during major mushing meetings, like last week at the Gets, in Haute-Savoie, flagship stage, with more than 1500 m of altitude difference, of La Grande Odyssée Savoie Mont Blanc, the biggest race in Europe.

Practiced for thousands of years, dog sledding is now one of the antidotes to confinement, one of the answers to the need for wide open spaces and freedom

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