After the skiing fiasco, Richard and I were glad to be off doing something a bit different. We'd heard that they did Dog Sledge rides at Sqaw Valley ...... mush!!!!

We arrived on a beautiful, sunny morning. The dogs (all cross huskies) were already in their harnesses, and making that unmistakeable baying sound. "Don't pet the dogs" came the shout from a young man with long dreadlocks and a very nifty hat, "until they've had a good run, they can be a bit exciteable."