Brent Sass, mushing near the Brooks Range
Wild and Free Mushing – Alaska

Yukon Quest '09

Friday, February 20, 2009

 

Thom's life story, er update from Dawson

A delayed update from Dawson.
Sorry that I didn't write anymore updates last night after Brent left Dawson, but I was sleep and food deprived. Kyla and I went back to Brent's camp at 10:00am after getting back to bed from the 4am feeding around 5:30. If you schedule in time to drop the dogs in the truck, and maybe some time to brush your teeth, we didn't get more than two hours or so. We were at Brent's camp from 10:00am until he left at 3:15. From there we scooped all the poop in the driveway to the restart shoot. Since we had walked all of Brent's dogs and stretched them out, none of the Wild and Free kennel pooped on the road, but as Mark and I are both Eagle Scouts, we feel the need to leave things cleaner than what we found it. On our way back to Brent's camp some 300 yards of poo filled road, one local woman and her husband stopped to talk to us, and she wanted us to tell Brent that she thought he should win the most hospitable award for always stopping to talk to people and sharing his thoughts on the trail. I know this is something that Brent cares about as we left his camp for the start line 15 minutes before he was scheduled to leave just so he could chat with people there and still get out on time. Something this woman said none of the previous departees had time to do. It was a very nice thing to hear, and I'm sure it will make Brent happy to know that people recognize his willingness despite being cold, feeling rushed, desperately hungry and tired beyond compare that he still has something to say to everyone. Maybe he's more like his Dad than he thinks:)
After scooping the poop we started taking down the camp with the help of Laura Brosius, a friend of ours from Fairbanks who had volunteered along the trail from Whitehorse. She left today with Mark and Kyla and another person wearing a UAF sweatshirt trying to get back to Fairbanks. Looks like a Wild and Free taxi back home.
By the time we had everything taken down and cleaned up it was about 6:00pm and we all came across the ice bridge back into Dawson in seek of food and rest. I tried to write a short update then, but the wireless at the hotel wasn't working for me, and I was too tired and hungry to figure it out. Our jam packed day helping massage the dogs and get Brent ready to leave didn't give us anytime to get more information out to you guys and so I apologize to everyone who was refreshing every five minutes not able to understand why we couldn't say something about what was going on.
After a short nap and some food at the only place still serving anything besides soup at 9:00pm I wandered into Diamond Tooth Gerties the local gambling dance hall that is only open thurs'Fri/Sat in the winter to find much to my surprise that Mark Sass, was not only having a beer at a gambling table but also engaging in a little reckless fun. My money would have been on him drinking a coke and watching others loose their money, but it seems the sleep deprivation got the best of him too, and let to some wreckless gambling one would never imagine out of Mark Sass. I'm sure he didn't loose more than $5.00, in fact with his luck he probably came out ahead. Either way it was good to see him out having fun.
I stumbled home from the bar around 2:00am and slept until noon. Mark, Kyla and the taxi left around 10:00am for Whitehorse. Hopefully they will have a safe trip back to Fairbanks and then up to Circle. For me, I am destined to stay here in Dawson for a few more days. While I am no longer working with the Japanese film crew that I was assisting in Whitehorse, they will remain in Dawson until Yuka Honda leaves tomorrow, and then I and Steven Stoller will drive back the rental as they and Josh Horst fly to Eagle and then into Fairbanks. The road to Whitehorse is extremely icy since it rained about a month ago, so I'm not looking forward to driving back with a snowmachine trailer and two snowmachines in tow. If I can think of anything else to report before I go, I will write another long and drawn out blogging. If anyone has any questions please ask and I will do my best to answer them for you. There is no reason to wonder when you can know.
So to answer Joel Mercier's question about whether or not Brent likes his sled. Brent is using a Prairie Built sled in this years Quest the same as he used last year. While he finds it adequate, he has mentioned that it is wider than he would like and he often finds himself widening the trail and making his dogs work harder. I believe it is his intention to try and have Cody Strathe of Dogpaddle sleds build him a custom sled for next years Quest and other shorter races.
Currently I am having Cody build me a freight sled that I will be able to use for back country trips using some of Brent's retired or yearling dogs.
To add additional comment to Greg's mention of trying to pass Sebastian and his giant mess of hair: During the mushers meeting in Dawson, Sebastian was sitting next to Brent on one side and Martin Buser on the other. When Sebastian sat down, it was his first time seeing Brent since arriving about 25 minutes in front of him into Dawson. When Sebastian arrived he looked tired and declined to give a media interview and just wanted to bed down his dogs. I thought it interesting, but didn't think too much of it. The reason that Sebastian was so tired was because Brent was unknowingly on Sebastians heels all the way into Dawson. Seeing Brent right behind (five minutes or so) Sebastian had to turn off his giant headlamp so Brent couldn't see him and wouldn't (hopefully) be motivated to catch him. So when Sebastian got his seat next to Brent he friendly grumbled something of "you son of a gun, making me kick and pole for 40 miles, damn youngster" to paraphrase him. Brent found it hilarious, and vowed to be doing more of the same as he would be taking off out of Dawson a little more than 40 minutes behind Sebastian because of start time differential. I think Brent is really looking forward to trying to catch and run with Sebastian into Eagle and maybe all the way into Circle.
He seemed a little bummed that Hans Gatt scratched from the race, as I know he really wanted to see how he stacked up to Hans and Lance, and it's somewhat disappointing to not have those guys running. Either way, that won't change his desire, and determination to help bring the Wild and Free kennel to a fantastic finish in hometown Fairbanks.

Comments:
Thom! I wish you were on the trail for the entire trip...I really love the insider information. Thanks for keeping us all in the loop! :) -Jen
 
I agree with Jen - You are ON IT, Thom! You paint a vivid picture of life on the trail. and it would have been priceless to see Mark gettting "sassed up" at Gerties!! heehee. cya at the finish line, buddy! mindy

Thom Walker for President 2012
 
from the post:
>she wanted us to tell Brent that she thought he should win the most hospitable award for always stopping to talk to people and sharing his thoughts on the trail.

>people recognize his willingness

I first met Brent when he did mushing school at Chena Hot Springs. I knew there was something special about this guy the first time I ditched off my sled. As I was coming out of the shock of flying in the air and sinking with a giant thud face first into the deep snow, I could hear a voice yelling, getting closer "are you ok?! are you ok?!" Having grown up, and worked, in a ski resort area, I know all about workers and their attitudes towards tourists. It's a Kodak moment in my life - I so clearly remember thinking while face down in the snow "that's not a "crap i'm going to get fired for killing a tourist" kind of "are you ok?", he actually wants to know if I'm ok. There's a difference. really. That was just the first of many clues of Brent's generosity and selflessness. It seems so natural for him, not forced or faked. We've seen it time and time again in media stories of his trials on the trail. and you all who actually know him know a lot more I'm sure. I/we are proud to be one of his sponsors.

ok done with sappy time.

>people recognize his willingness despite being cold, feeling rushed, desperately hungry

Desperately hungry? is Brent leaving checkpoints desperately hungry?!

-love and hugs,
-Pat
(Mike doesn't do sappy)
 
What a great post Thom! I loved the story about Sebastian!

Get 'em Brent!

howls,
-Pat
 
To answer Pat's question of Brent's hunger: no Brent isn't leaving hungry, but he is arriving hungry. Even though Mindy Juliana made food for him, and Lu Lu's bakery and bagels made him cinnamon rolls, and Willow Salter made him trays of fudge, he can't possibly eat enough to compensate for how hard he is working. Brent is a big boy, and he is kicking or polling the whole time on the trail. His body is obliterating calories in the thousands a day. He is eating constantly on the trail but no amount of food consumption can compete with his efforts. He told me that while he was running up King Solomon's dome with Madonna in the sled bag that he ate a whole ziplock bag of fudge from Willow. I would hate to guess how many calories that is, but it gave him the power and energy to get over the hill. If Willow's fudge gives him that much power I can only imagine how much power he has gotten from all the mushing insights that Ed and Willow Salter have graciously given Brent over that past two years he has been training out of Eureka.
Thom
 
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