We had about 20 uneventful miles where I felt the team was moving along great. That's when we hit the Olympic size swimming pool of overflow. Not only was it an expansive pool, it was also mid-thigh deep on me. I know this because I spent more than 10 minutes standing in it trying to untangle the most massive tangle I have ever had. As soon as I got one dog free from the mess and let go to go after another, the first dog jumped back into the cluster and wound round and round again.
This seemed to go on forever. I had 2 teams waiting behind me wondering what could be taking me this long. Finally, Abbie West came up behind me, irritated that all our dogs were just standing in water but quickly realized that I was too. She helped drive my sled across the pond while I dragged the 14 dog ball through. She and Sam went though and on down the trail while I spent a very long time untangling my dogs. Everyone was fine and no worse for the wear. My boots weighed 10 pounds apiece before I pulled out the liners to wring them out and pour the water out of the shells. After sorting out the dogs and myself, we headed down the trail..
I wanted to go for a couple more hours but started getting really nervous about my feet. I stopped twice more to wring out the liners as gravity pooled more water around my toes. After an hour, I finally stopped, bedded down the dogs, and built a fire. I was so thrown off by the overflow that I couldn't seem to get anything done. I finally got the dogs fed and fire wood stockpiled so that I could sit down and try to dry out my feet and boots (and mitts and bibs and gloves and...).