By Guest Blogger Christina Garcia of Travel 4 Wildlife
Silence
The morning sun warmed my face while the arctic wind cooled my lungs. We were advancing at a steady pace through remote trails and into the forest. There was no sound but the crunch of my dog team’s paws sinking in fresh snow as they pulled the sled. I was happy, feeling free from my ordinary life back home.
I’d always had a fixation on the idea of dog sledding in the Canadian wilderness, as well as a fixation on wolves. I dreamt of staying in little cabins and listening to the howl of wolves as night fell. But I was living in Europe and only had ten days of vacation time to work with. Searching for alternatives, I found the perfect trip much closer to home in Finland.
