Condition 1


February 13, 2014 by Laird

I got caught out in a blizzard very similar to this during the Iditarod of 1991. Left White Mountain for Nome with a team of 13 dogs. The radar guy said, Oh, yeah. You’re good for twelve hours. Well, turns out I was only good for three or four hours .To say the storm hit us like a freight train is close enough. Negative thirties Fahrenheit, gusts in excess of 45-50 knots. You cannot see more than five or six feet, cannot hear anything but the roar. You cannot stand upright when the big gusts hit. It was considered a storm of historical significance.

We were pinned down for 36 hours. The dogs came through all right. I suffered frostbite of everything and almost lost my foot.

Here is an idea of what that kind of weather looks like.

4 thoughts on “Condition 1

  1. Woah! In South Florida, the weather either kills you quick or not at all… and usually the dogs survive. (Darwin?)

  2. Mikko says:

    I’ve had the privilegde of sharing -25 F cold while in the army. Snow up close to 5 feet and dragging that accursed 81mm grenade launcher in the sled, we were on them skies, sans the warmth of the dogs.
    Those nights were so utterly cold and bleak, setting up the tent and the fire with near permafrosted fingers, I was on on sniper call that trip and the blasted riflle was so deep frozen that the bolt lock worked as in slow-mo and would not fire.

  3. Laird says:

    Yes. I carried a revolver under a couple of layers. Otherwise, it was just a big old block of ice.

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