Here was my ploy when I was invited to join a Yukon River race team. "Sure, would love to, guys, but I'll have to check with the home base first".... "Hey Babe, I know you like to travel to new and unusual places, how would you like to visit the far north next summer?" I know you like to tell me what to do so you could be our "teller" as part of our "bank staff" pit crew while you visit gold country of the far Northwest.
Well, she bit. Knowing the others on the team from many past local 90-mile races helped a lot. She actually made a lifelong good friend with the mom of one guy in the team, so much so that they talk nearly every day about their common major surgeries happening on the same day.
But here is the rub. It did not take long for her to discover a first-rate jewelry store in Dawson City where she became quick friends with the owner. Before I knew it, I was on the hook for a creek certified gold nugget to add to her gold necklace collection for each of 500 miles I race, and it may even extend to every 500 miles of time spent training back here at home. After five Yukon races, including two 1000 milers, in addition to the rest of the shorter 500 milers, I don’t think I can afford to go back to the Yukon any time soon.