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Historically, winter time goods had been transported from Seward to Anchorage to Nome via sled dog. That era was coming to an end due to the airplane. In early 1925 when a diphtheria epidemic (one of several devastating epidemics to sweep Alaska in the first part of the century) threatened isolated, icebound Nome. The nearest serum was in Anchorage and the first thought was to fly it to Nome. However, the only pilot in the Territory considered capable of braving the unpredictable weather was Carl Ben Eielson, who was on a trip in the Lower 48 and was not available. Instead, a Pony Express-type relay of dog teams was quickly organized. The serum was loaded on the newly completed Alaska Railroad and rushed to Nenana, where the first musher took it westward down the frozen Tanana River to the Yukon. Every village along the route offered its best team and driver for its leg to speed the serum toward Nome. The critical leg across the treacherous Norton Sound ice from Shaktoolik to Golovin was taken by Leonhard Seppala, the territory’s premier musher, and his lead dog Togo. Gunnar Kaasen drove the final two legs into Nome behind his lead dog Balto, through a blizzard hurling 80 mph winds. The serum arrived in time to prevent the epidemic and save hundreds of lives. The 20 mushers had covered almost 700 miles in little more than 127 hours (about six days) in temperatures that rarely rose above 40° below zero and winds sometimes strong enough to blow over dogs and sleds. The serum run received worldwide press coverage and the mushers received special gold medals. A statue of Balto, one of the heroic lead dogs, was erected a year later in New York’s Central Park (it’s still there). With today’s pandemic Corona virus they’re still running the race with only essential people. When it finishes, there won’t be a celebration (aka Awards Banquet) celebrating dog’s and people’s overcoming Alaska’s harsh winter on nearly the identical route taken back in 1925 to overcome an epidemic. The following seems ironic to me:
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I knew the story of the origins of the Iditarod so I started laughing as soon as I saw the title of your post! Be careful when following the masses. Sometimes the M is silent. | |||
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The irony, is ironic | |||
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