Lake Minchumina — It was dark, I remember that. Really dark. A waxing half-moon lurked well below a murky horizon, and heavy clouds moderating the late-December chill obscured any starlight.

Along with trapping bait, supplies, fish for dog food, and three sleeping bags, my twin sister Julie rode in the dogsled behind five mismatched huskies leaning hard into their harnesses. Our brother Ray drove from the back of the sled, rhythmically pushing off one foot on the ground to ease the dogs’ load.

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