5 Things I’ve Learned in One Year from Professional Nomads

People ask me what a professional nomad is, and what I’ve discovered is it’s not so much about their profession as the common values that define them. Guided by passion, money is a secondary notion which is precisely what makes them so admirable. For many, the pathway to financial viability was muddled at first, yet these nomads have blended their lifestyle with their career to cultivate something unique in the pressures of this 9-5 world.

The author looking upon the Bering Sea Ice in Nome, Alaska.

The author looking upon the Bering Sea Ice in Nome, Alaska.

I’ve been writing Professional Nomads for a little over a year now as a fun project that’s held me accountable after stepping away from writing for a few years. The people I’ve been fortunate enough to interview this year have been inspirational. Elements of failures and successes, crossroads and dedication, trailblazing, and an overall willingness to say “fuck it” and blindly pursue their own thing echoed in my ears and reinforced how important it is to share these stories with the world. What started as a creative outlet to help me return to writing has guided me through multiple life issues.

From competitive dog musher to glacier pilot to filmmaker, these paradigm shakers continually reinforced several important lessons to me. Now, a little more than a year into this mission of sharing inspiration from professional nomads, I want to pack down what I’ve learned into a few pocketable nuggets of wisdom.
 
 
 
 
1. Invest in your skills

It’s simple. To fully realize a talent you need to invest time into it. Lots of time. To even consider taking it to a professional level, however, you need to embed it into your everyday life.

It’s not enough to carve time out of your day. Evolve your mindset to infuse that skill/trade/passion into the fabric of your existence. Invite it into all dimensions of your life so that you can learn the skills it demands and become comfortable with them. Events, clubs, books, websites, magazines, and the ProNo skill-building page can steep you in the culture and help you develop a community. Ultimately, though, whatever it is you’re interested in you need to be doing it. A lot. If you want to run dogs then you need to be running dogs. If you want to fly airplanes then you need to be flying airplanes. Investing in your passion deepens your connection with the world around you and strengthens your soul. The more you embrace the thing that you love by respecting it with your time, the more engrained into your lifestyle it will become.

Aliy Zirkle didn’t become one of the most successful dog mushers in the world in one winter, but it took her less than that to discover her passion for it. Over the next several years she dedicated significant time to mushing simply because traveling the country by dog team fulfilled her. She didn’t set out to mush competitively—let alone in thousand-mile races—but by investing her time, money, and heart into the sport she learned all the little tricks and details that experience reveals.  Now Aliy’s a top-five Iditarod competitor and arguably ranks as the people’s favorite musher.

Trent Griffin realized that, more than a college degree, to be the type of pilot he envisioned required real Alaska flying experience. He cut to the core of his dream, left the university setting, and joined a flight club that allowed him to fly tail-draggers on skis. Trent streamlined his education and cultivated his dream career flying ski planes in Alaska and dropping skydivers in Hawaii.

Trent Griffin above the Don Sheldon Ampitheater on Denali's Ruth Glacier

Trent Griffin above the Don Sheldon Ampitheater on Denali’s Ruth Glacier (Photo by Michael DeYoung)

Trent Griffin: I was like, “why do I need to pay all this money to be part of a university setting when I could just be part of a flying club?” And I did. That allowed me to start flying tailwheels. So right at 100 hours flying tailwheels and flying ski planes. it was awesome. Once I started flying on skis it was like I really like doing this. It made flying this total open abyss where you could go, especially in Alaska. You’ve got lakes everywhere, flat surfaces, and tons of snow. As long as you’re being careful, you can get there on skis.

Aliy Zirkle: When I moved [to Bettles, Alaska] I knew nothing about dog mushing except it sounded really cool. So I got one book by this woman, who’s probably from Wisconsin and I figured out the harness and tug lines.  […] I went out probably 12 miles, my dogs probably went 12 miles an hour, maybe. I would set up a little camp with a tarp and a bonfire and I’d cook dog water on a fire and camp out there. That was really cool to me, being totally self-contained with no mechanical anything—fire, dogs, snow shoes, and go. […] After I’d been there a couple years I met these people who were savvy to what dogs could really do which is phenomenal. I keep learning what dogs can do.

 
 
 
 
2. Create your opportunities

Professional Nomads make their own destinies. These people weren’t born on a golden pathway toward success; they listened to what was important inside them and used that as a starting point. With no clear path in mind, each person found a way to get connected and made their own luck by creating something where only vision and desire existed.

Phil Hilbruner wanted to guide on the Kenai River. Fed up with low paying, dead-end jobs in the city he moved to the river he loved to fish. He brought a keg of beer to lubricate connections within the local fishing community as he learned the fishery. He now owns and operates Catch a Drift, a driftboat guiding business, and is embedded in the Cooper Landing community.

Dirk Collins teamed up with friends and although collectively they had zero background in film they made their own ski movie, broke industry conventions, and began Teton Gravity Research—one of the most successful adventure media brands in existence.

Aliy Zirkle quit her job with Fish and Wildlife to bartend and run sled dogs as much as possible across Alaska.

These people didn’t let life just happen to them, they took the reigns and without knowing where it would ultimately take them, dictated their direction in life.

If you feel something in your heart don’t be thwarted by uncertainty; germinate the idea seedling and bushwack your way toward success. The path may be unclear, but by following your heart you will continually find ways to create opportunity.

Aliy Zirkle on the Bering Sea Coast (photo courtesy of Sebastian Schnuelle)

Aliy Zirkle on the Bering Sea Coast (photo courtesy of Sebastian Schnuelle)

Aliy Zirkle: When I decided to leave Bettles and come back here and be a bartender and work construction instead of retaining my Fish and Wildlife job, that was my decision right there. But my hook was dogs. That was a conscientious decision where I saw myself in twenty years.

Dirk Collins: With business and life I’m always taking the most difficult path because I feel like that’s the one that’s closest to your heart. You’ve got to fight to do what you want to do, and it’s really easy to say “it’s too difficult or I’m too beat down” or whatever and I’m just going to get a normal job or I’m just going to go work for a big company because that would be easy. I’ve just never been able to do that.

 
 
 
 
3. Trust the universe and ante up

Ante up, especially if you’re broke. Although money can be part of it, it’s far from everything. It means invest yourself, your time, energy, and whatever resources you have available into your passion. The very act of saying “this is worth the risk to me” is a game changer, and when you really commit to trusting the universe people will respond.

Every professional nomad encountered a crossroad in life where logic told them to take the safe road toward a comfortable career and lifestyle—yet something made them go over the line and ask the world for something more. That singular decision put them on the path that solidified them as the professional nomad we admire today.

As a manager for Alaska Wildland Adventures, Brooke Edwards had benefits, flex-time, and all the other perks that signified she’d “made it” in the seasonal lifestyle. But she missed guiding and felt untrue to herself. She stepped down to make room for something new, and within a week she had a job guiding in Antarctica followed by a winter position with her local heli-ski company—both of which sought her out. By making room for opportunity, instead of clinging to a job she felt should satiate her, Brooke’s trust in the universe paid off.

Buckwheat and Louise had to strike a balance outside the traditional family paradigm. Initially, they were scoffed at for disrupting their son’s schooling by moving him from Alaska to Utah and back again every year, yet by doing so they opened up doors for him and for their family as a whole. By trusting the universe and vowing to learn as they went, they invariably taught their son Louis to dedicate himself to what he believes in and trust the universe, as well.

Through opportunities in his migrational lifestyle, Louis can now out-kayak and out-ski most adults, and continues to excel in school. Meanwhile, his parents run a successful rafting business in the summer and have careers they return to in Utah every winter. They could have locked themselves into a sedentary lifestyle to meet the constraints of the school year but that would have created financial hardship. Instead they took the pillars that were most valuable to their success as a family and molded the school year to fit around their family’s migrational lifestyle.

Professional Nomads will risk everything to create success as they define it and it’s that devotion that manifests success from the universe.

Brooke Edwards in Alaska's Chugach Mountains

Brooke Edwards in Alaska’s Chugach Mountains

Buckwheat: “It’s all about risk, all of these things,” Buckwheat says. “It doesn’t always work out, and it doesn’t always work out the way you expect it to, but if you have the fortitude and the gumption to accept the consequences as they be, whatever it is, you know, you learn from it, you grow from it.”

Brooke: “I feel like the older I get the more I trust in that go-with-the-flow approach. I feel like if I just keep living my passion, it will keep unfolding.”

 
 
 
 
4. Stick to your values

It’s not what you do, it’s how you do it. This isn’t gambling on a whim; it’s a calculated decision that you are putting yourself behind. It is because you are in tune with your values that you can do this. If you are pulling from your heart it’s probably a risk worth taking. Life’s cruel joke, however, is that those desires closest to our hearts are most difficult to put out in front of the world. They become vulnerable and subject to ridicule, which feels worse than failure. This very insecurity is partially because we all secretly wonder if we’re good enough and we’re a little afraid to find out—but that mentality only secures failure. When all seems lost and the world too tough, let your values be your guiding force—one step at a time. Do what you have to do to accomplish the next step now. If you stick to your values and believe in yourself, others will, too.

Dirk Collins filming giraffes in Kenya for OneEyedBird

Dirk Collins filming giraffes in Kenya for OneEyedBird

Dirk Collins: If it’s a bad day or a good day or a bad month or a bad year I’m still super stoked to get up and do my job, like, I love it. I get to work with phenomenal people and I get to go to amazing places and I learn new shit every day and, you know, a lot of it’s super dangerous and a lot of it’s hard work, actually probably all of it’s hard work and but I’m living, right? I believe in everything I do.

 
 
 
 
5. Work hard. Seriously.

This is by far the number one thing that separates successful people from the unsuccessful. It doesn’t matter what is required to get started, professional nomads devote themselves to seeing it through, no matter what the obstacle.

If you really eat, sleep, and breathe what you do you will invest more hours than you ever thought you were capable of giving. You may not enjoy all the day to day tasks, but you find a way to accept them because they are part of the package. Aliy Zirkle didn’t decide she wanted to scoop poop every day of her adulthood, but it came with the dream to explore Alaska via sled dogs.

Invest in what you believe in, not some corporation’s agenda. You will work so hard that financially you may reduce your hourly wage to chicken feed compared to your peers, but what a great thing to invest yourself into: yourself. And that’s just it—it’s not a job, it’s a lifestyle, and if it’s really a passion you simply don’t have a choice. Passion is more work than you can pay a person for, but the net value is far greater than something as trivial as money.

Aliy Zirkle: I can’t imagine how many hours a week I put into my quote job now, so 40 hours a week is like a pittance. So if you’re really going to have an impact on something, like work really hard at it for the amount of time that it’s needed and then take a little breather.

Dirk Collins films from an airplane for OneEyedBird

Dirk Collins films from an airplane for OneEyedBird (Photo credit Chris Owens)

Dirk Collins: People love to throw around quotes from famous people who took risks. Most of those guys are dead or legends and they’re all about living your dreams and it’s better to have tried and lost than to have never tried at all and it’s like, yeah, those things are easy to throw around but to live that is super difficult and to live that you’re going to get beat the fuck up, and so most people can’t do it. They can put it on their photo on Instagram or whatever but to actually live by that I’ve learned there’s not too many people that do it. And I try, I really try to do that and because of that I do get beat up but because of that I feel like I’m pretty pure to doing what I believe in and I get to do amazing things.

 
 
 
 
The Takeaway

Every interview invigorated me for weeks at a time. They shook up my writing and began covertly rearranging pathways in my own life—something I was oblivious to initially. Each interview reaffirmed my silly idea, and although I didn’t have a compass I recognized these conversations as cairns on the path I blazed.

My passion is to write about this untrodden subject matter dear to my heart. By sharing these stories, my hope is that I might inspire at least one other person—perhaps that fifteen year-old version of myself sitting in a suburban Midwestern classroom thinking there must be something else possible beyond office life—to pursue what is meaningful for them regardless of what outsiders think. If I can succeed in that, then I will become successful by my own standards, the only measurement that truly matters.

Although I set out to inspire others, these conversations have shifted the sands of my life. They’ve implored me to take positive aspects of my world and reshape them into new trailheads to explore. There’s no map ahead of me, but but like the professional nomads before me I’ll embrace my passions as well as the knowledge that there is still much to learn. If I trust the universe and stick to my values then I can’t get lost.

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Kilimanjaro ice fin

The author in front of an ice fin on Kilimanjaro last November

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More Than a Tourist #1

Professional Nomads is proud to announce the first installment in the reader-submission photo journal series, “More Than a Tourist!”

You showed us that ProNo readers deeply value authentic travel experiences with cross-cultural connections. Beyond manicured tourism and away from the guise of business, political, and religious agendas, lies the stuff that genuine connections are made of: people. From transplants, to cultural exchange programs, to befriending locals abroad, the ProNos featured in this series each experienced genuine human connection that still resonates today.

Perhaps no one’s story echoes as loudly as Becky Kusar’s. Becky currently lives as “more than a tourist” in St. Thomas. Her photo journal invites us to understand her meaningful progression from tourist, to outsider, to local, and sets the standard for the rest of the series.

We’ll continue posting new photo journals every other day for the next two weeks so check back Wednesday, June 3rd, for the next installment. Better yet, click “follow” from the sidebar and we’ll help you remember!

Click on the first photo below to expand the photo journal and read Becky’s story!

Continue to More Than a Tourist #2

Adventures in Aperture is a monthly call for submissions. Check out last month’s reader-based photo collage: Show Us Your Playground!  Details for our next contest will be announced next week!

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When have you become “More Than a Tourist?”

Professional Nomads reach for a deeper connection with the world around them. Last month we explored our relationship to landscape in a reader-based photo collage themed, “Show Us Your Playground!” This month we explore it through cultural connections in a slightly different format. We’d like you to share with us your experience being “More Than a Tourist,” in the form of a short picture book. Here are the details.

Dog houses on the Bering Sea coast. Ever wonder what's the story behind a photograph?

Dog houses on the Bering Sea coast. Ever wonder what’s the story behind an Instagram?

This is an opportunity for Professional (and amateur) Nomads to shed light on our collective vision of traveling. Whether you’ve moved someplace totally new or just visited one, by sharing your experience we learn what’s truly important about travel itself. Travel isn’t about luxury cruises and 5-star hotels, nor is it about drinking from coconuts on beaches (well, not totally). It’s not even about seeing how others live—it’s seeing what they value, and letting that experience change us in return. The traveler’s mind is nothing if not fertile. When humans shed business, political, and religious agendas, we make our most raw and genuine connections. Let us share yours.

What would compel people to duct tape their face?

What would compel a person to duct tape their face?

In 3-12 photos, assemble and briefly caption a short picture book that invites us into your experience. This is a simple way to divulge a story you’ve wanted to tell; that time all the stars aligned or misaligned to allow you to delve a little deeper into a culture or place. Connect those Facebook photos with a little narrative and show us what they really mean to you. We want to know: during your adventures in aperture, when have you become “More Than a Tourist?”

This month, the first five participants will receive a Professional Nomads sticker so email professionalnomads@gmail.com and let us know where to snail mail your shwag! Selected work will be showcased on ProfessionalNomads.org. Professional Nomads retains the right to use your submission anywhere on ProfessionalNomads.org as well as ProNo social media (giving you credit, of course); photographers retain reprint rights as well as bragging rights in social settings.

Deadline: May 31, 2015

Where will your Professional Nomads sticker go?

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Alaska

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Colorado

St. Thomas, US Virgin

St. Thomas, US Virgin Islands

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New Mexico

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Photo Collage: Show Us Your Playground!

Landscape offers a canvas for the imagination. For professional nomads, it’s not a thing to tame or conquer but something with which we connect and develop a relationship. Artificial environments don’t cut it. We seek an authentic, full-sensory experience that envelopes us in the moment within our environment. Our landscape is our playground. We learn how to fit into the environment and as our minds and bodies mature we keep the childhood wonderment but up the ante, push the limits, and redefine what we are capable of. The land becomes a part of us and we’re a part of it, for we’ve learned it is not harsh, but hospitable. We blend with the landscape itself—a purpose that fulfills us, mind, body, and soul. 

In this moment, the laws of nature are all that matter. We tune into our environment; the sailor senses the nuances of the wind, the winter backcountry enthusiast deciphers the composition of the snowpack, and the fisherman learns the ecosystem of their local fishery. The more we learn about an environment, the more the landscape gives back and enhances the experience. Through this we develop a quiver of tools that extend to other life experiences. Our playground becomes a source of strength for life’s curveballs—countless metaphors for perseverance and a refuge for healing. Time in our playground fortifies the soul.

We asked you to “Show Us Your Playground!” and you responded with oceans, mountains, rivers, lakes, and skate parks. Thank you! Because of you, this collage represents six countries, ten states, and one U.S. territory. It’s tied together by contributions from four Professional Nomads previously featured on this site, as well as one to-be-featured ProNo, Mike Boyce (see the sailing in Greenland photo). Many of us have built a community around our playground, but something greater continues to draw us in. The landscape gives us a sense of belonging while empowering and humbling us simultaneously. Focused completely in the moment, what happens next depends solely on us. Here, we connect to something bigger than ourselves, amidst a raw canvas that beckons the imagination.

Show Your Playground Final

 

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 Left side of the collage part 1  and part 2;         Right Side of the collage

 

Stay tuned to Adventures in Aperture! Next week we’ll reveal details for the next open call for submissions. We want to hear from you!

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Aliy Zirkle: The Trail Less Traveled

A frosty Aliy Zirkle

A frosty Aliy Zirkle

For those willing to break the paradigm, a deeper fulfillment becomes possible. In the dog mushing community, Aliy Zirkle represents a breed of mushers who learned to travel with dogs by following their passion for adventure. Initially, Aliy had no intention of racing, let alone making a living off of it. Now, after three consecutive second place finishes in the thousand-mile Iditarod Sled Dog Race, Aliy has unquestionably developed into the people’s favorite competitor in this year’s race. It’s easy to look back at her life now and see destiny, but the true story shows a trail of blood, sweat, and passion.

One flyer on a University of Pennsylvania lab door rerouted sophomore biology student Aliy Zirkle’s future. “Why are you studying biology in downtown Philadelphia when you could be in Alaska?” it asked. Aliy wondered the same thing and seized the bait. She volunteered for Fish and Game in a national wildlife refuge on the Alaska Peninsula, made $4 a day, and fell for Alaska, “hook, line, and sinker.”

Two years invested in college obliged Aliy to finish her degree. Traditional life, after all, was the culture she knew and the environment college propelled her toward. She contemplated med school versus vet school, but the standard path felt lackluster compared to the connection she felt to summers in Alaska. The post-college rhetoric soon changed to finding a “real job” in Alaska. After graduation she wrote 250 letters to parks, BLM, and everything in between; received two offers, and selected the more remote location of Bettles, Alaska.

 

The formative years

Nicknamed “Gateway to Arctic National Wildlife Refuge,” Bettles lies above the Arctic Circle, has a winter population of 35, and is disconnected from the road system. Therefore, the village is accessible only by airplane, boat, snow machine, or dog team, depending on the time of year. Dog mushing captivated Aliy immediately but she knew nothing about it. She bought one dog and a random book on the subject written by a woman “who’s probably from Wisconsin,” and started figuring it out. At the time, she didn’t know people bought dogs from champion kennels for several thousand dollars and it wouldn’t have mattered if she did—this wasn’t about competition but traveling the land and learning self-sufficiency.

Initially, she brought her dog, Skunk, to the other two kennels in the village and asked to run her dog with theirs. However, she soon realized “that probably wasn’t really correct” so she adopted five more dogs. Guided by her mushing book, she built a sled, figured out harnesses and lines, and began traveling with her hodgepodge team.

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Purely Alaskan

In the early days, twelve miles was a big adventure. She’d set up a camp with a tarp and cook dog water over a fire. “That was really cool to me, being totally self-contained with no mechanical anything—fire, dogs, snowshoes, and go.” Eventually, someone invited her on a fifty mile trip—an intimidating prospect. “I was like, ‘are you serious? I don’t think I could do fifty miles. I could do it but it would take me, like, a week.’” Yet soon she was exploring the Brooks Range on more robust trips with friends who opened her eyes to what dogs were capable of accomplishing. They traveled forgotten trails and seldom saw another soul. “There’s not a lot of people in that part of Alaska in the winter. No one goes snowmachining for fun there.” She stayed in Bethel four years and never stopped learning. “You can do so much more with dogs because they have the power to help you carry stuff and go for a long ways. One soul being out there is a lot harder and scarier and wild than with a group of dogs. They’re there to help you.” Little did she know, she had only scratched the surface of what dogs are capable of athletically.

 

Transformation

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SP Kennel out on the trail

Dogs became Aliy’s passion. When a busy friend near Fairbanks needed help with his kennel, she seized the opportunity to work with larger dog teams and moved back to the road system. The following winter she handled for her friend on the Yukon Quest—a thousand mile sled dog race that alternates direction between Fairbanks and Whitehorse in the Yukon Territory. This introduction to long-distance racing inspired her to run it herself and the following year Aliy came in 17th out of 26.

Halfway through the race, Aliy left Dawson near the back of the pack and hit a blizzard around American Summit. Another musher, heading east on a westward racecourse advised Aliy to follow suit. Aliy was incredulous. “I was like, ‘Turn around? Where are you going? Dawson is, like, 75 miles. I’ll stop and camp for awhile but I’m not going to turn around.’” She continued on and never saw another dog team for 450 miles. “All the teams who were ahead of me were so far ahead of me that when I came into a checkpoint they’d already left and all the teams that were behind me had waited for that storm so my first thousand mile race, for 500 miles I didn’t even know I was racing because I was just the only one there.” It didn’t matter.

Fairbanks was practically home, so it never occurred to her to quit the trail. She had to get to that area eventually—it may as well be by dog team. “I came to the finish line, the banquet had started two hours earlier, and I remember the Yukon Quest champion in 1998, Bruce Lee, saying to me, ‘Aliy, they get easier after the first one.’ They did. He was right—until last year.”

When Aliy initially moved to the Fairbanks area she still had a job with Fish and Wildlife as a biological technician making decent money. For many people with her background, she’d found the ultimate career track that synthesized the love of the outdoors with a steady paycheck. “I could have definitely done that for twenty years and then been free with my retirement.” She recalls the incessant buzz of artificial lights in February while people sat around making work for themselves. Discontent and disconnected from her reasons for being in Alaska, dogs pulled her toward something richer.

When Aliy chose to leave her Fish and Wildlife job to bartend, work construction and pursue dogs she officially left behind the academic pathway for the passionate one. Since then, the girl who was once intimidated by fifty miles has finished seventeen thousand-mile races, won the Yukon Quest in 2000 (two years after her rookie race) and took second in the Iditarod the last three years. Aliy found her passion, lives it daily, and has taken it to a competitive and economically viable level.

 

Commitment

Aliy and Allen

Aliy and Allen

Aliy’s entire world revolves around the kennel she operates with her husband, Allen Moore. Although the travel-for-fun harnesses are hung up, long-distance racing continues to deepen that connection. “Both Allen and I have always had a competitive spirit. If you’re going to do something, you’re going to do it to the best you can do.” SP Kennel requires complete devotion from both of them these days. “We are similar yet we are different enough that we can have a work relationship and a love relationship.” Their differences become complimentary strengths in keeping their kennel sharply competitive. That relationship, the commitment to the dogs and to each other, is a driving force in their success. “I love him with all my heart. I would do anything for him, but he probably wouldn’t ask me to do everything for him. But I would.”

At SP Kennel, the dogs and mushers work equally hard. “Our dogs enjoy themselves but they’re working dogs. They have this desire to work that comes from being raised by us.” To be at the top, everyone must give their best everyday. “You’re going to fail sometimes and you’re going to make the wrong decisions sometimes, and that’s all okay as long as you always continue to know that you always tried your hardest.” Aliy and Allen raise all their dogs at their kennel and only breed one litter a year.

Schmoe helped lead Allen's team to second place in the Yukon Quest earlier this month

Schmoe helped lead Allen’s team to second place in the Yukon Quest earlier this month

“You put a hell of a lot of effort into them. You know them, you know their parents, you know their grandparents, you know that when Scooby fell in the water when he was 7 weeks old that’s why he’s scared of water. You just know everyone and that’s what almost makes it not only addictive but more competitive, as we continue to raise these dogs they get better and better and better because we only breed the best physically and mentally to the best physically and mentally. Year after year, we’re like holy cow, they not only keep getting better genetically but they’re more part of us.”

Last year’s race surpassed ’98 as Aliy’s most challenging race, yet she finished only two and a half minutes behind the champion, Dallas Seavey. Low snow conditions and a game-changing windstorm near the finish meant the 2014 Iditarod required a bit of luck for even the most savvy race veterans. “That just makes fuel for the fire when you get through an incredibly hard situation and you’re actually still alive.” Aliy asks one hundred percent of her dogs in all conditions and in return she can’t give anythings less. Dogs are acutely attuned into their musher’s psychology, so when the trail is toughest Aliy must reach inside herself for something positive to give back to them. “If I was down either physically or mentally, I would be the one letting the whole team down.” Intense sleep deprivation preys on mental weakness and therefore the musher is simultaneously the leader and the weakest link. The harder it gets, the more Aliy strives to rise to the challenge and prove to herself that she can handle it. “Last year’s Iditarod did nothing but get me more and more positive about my dogs’ ability, my ability, and our commitment to each other.” More than anything, chasing a win is about giving the dogs the recognition they deserve.

 

Purity of the Race

Aliy and team

Aliy and the team out on the Bering Sea ice, Iditarod 2014 (photo courtesy of Sebastian Schnuelle)

 

Aliy represents a breed of mushers who learned the land, and learned to travel with dogs for the sheer passion of it, without intention to race. As the Iditarod becomes a bucket list item for wanna-be wilderness types, Aliy recognizes that less-skilled people are going to be scraping together the minimum requirements to participate in the race. While that weakness is unavoidable, there is something else compromising the race even further: the rescue button.

When activated, the SPOT rescue button sends GPS coordinates to a designated center to summon help. “The button,” Aliy sighs. “I’m not a fan of the button, personally.” After examining her background it’s easy to understand why. “So, when I first started mushing I had those six dogs, it was me, myself and I, and six dogs. I learned right away that I had to stay with them and they had to stay with me, so I started wearing a leash on my arm. Wherever they went I went, wherever I went they went. It’s a team, it’s a commitment; it’s everything. So I’m not into the button. Every one of those people could have just taken a breather, you know, fed their dogs for 24, 26, 48, 50 hours, a week, and then gotten somewhere. Just because your race is over doesn’t mean you have to push the button, to me.”

The purity of the race lies in self-sufficiency which the rescue button undermines. “The glamor of the race really was you and your team endure what you need to endure to get where you need to get, but that goes back to these people who are just there to race it.” There’s no going back once you soften the race. She continues, “These people need to read some books of, like, 150 years ago where, like, Russian sailors were stuck above Svalbarg in Norway and, like, endured three months of hiking across open sheets of ice. We need to be that way if you’re claiming to be this long-distance, endurance musher.” Furthermore, those who don’t raise their own dogs or embed in that lifestyle never develop a spiritual connection with the landscape—a journey that only increases the reward. When sled dog racing is approached and treated like a Nascar race, some mechanical thing on a track, that organic connection is lost.

Failures and successes in equipment, dog training, and handling personal emotions—as well as the ability to prioritize all of the above in extreme conditions—is what grooms the musher. Alaska reality television perpetuates a myth that Alaskans take extreme risks and live in constant danger. Similarly, Into the Wild glorifies a kid who cut human ties and common sense from his life and died attempting to live off a foreign landscape. True Alaskan wilderness men and women, however, learn to listen to the nuances of the environment to mitigate risk. Native cultures have always done this. As that way of life is continually compromised, Iditarod pays homage to that lifestyle by celebrating sled dogs’ value in the landscape. If the race’s spirit lies in the relationship to the land and the ability to care for and depend only on your team, then the rescue button mocks that intent and simultaneously puts local volunteers in adverse conditions on behalf of the poorly prepared. This is a nine-day race not a four-hour game. There is no rescue button in Alaskan bush life.

 

Inspiring passion

Aliy felt uninspired by the 9-5 dream so she invented her own. “That was always so very run of the mill. You can live life easily these days as an American or some other country, get a little job, make enough money to have a small place to live, eat, buy food at Wal-Mart—you can live, it’s not hard to live.” To strive for something outside the paradigm, however, takes courage, but with that comes potential for incredible reward. Guided only by passion, Aliy bushwacked an unmapped path toward personal fulfillment.

Most people get into dog mushing through dog handling for a professional kennel but Aliy modeled a different method. “It’s an obvious way to get into it, but crap, you could go get a job anywhere in Alaska and make a little bit of money and have six dogs and be pretty righteous and go to Hatcher Pass. I never had a dog truck in the beginning, I had a little Chevy S10 and all the dogs fit in the back.” If the passion is to travel the land by dog team, then pursue that because competition morphs the training philosophy and reduces raw adventure overall.

At the professional level, dogs require far more invested time and energy than the 9-5. “I can’t imagine how many hours a week I put into my, quote, job now so 40 hours a week is like a pittance.” However, every iota of that time and energy is invested in personal fulfillment. Aliy encourages kids who are uninspired by traditional culture to shed their fear of adults disagreeing with them, and instead listen to their passions. “Realize that there are different ways to please people. You can please family, friends, and yourself through so many different means than your normal societal expectations.” By relaxing our clutch on tradition we can more fully embrace our personal values. “I definitely think you can break the mold if it’s a passion,” Aliy encourages.

Aliy made a conscious decision to pursue this lifestyle; it wasn’t an accident. “I still think that the bottom line to life and to mushing and to dogs is that you have to actually enjoy your life because your life could end tomorrow. These dogs know that they’re going to have fun.” Fulfillment comes not from money but from the bond with the dogs. The lifestyle is the reward. Professional Nomads are nomads by choice, not by default. “Find your passions. I’m excited to have found my passion and not everyone does.”

Aliy on back of sled

Aliy out on the Bering Sea ice, Iditarod 2014 (photo courtesy of Sebastian Schnuelle)

 

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Five Hundred Dollars in Rwanda

“They say Mzungu, you are white,” the man sitting next to me informs me.

I shrug, “I know.”

“You see the gorillas?”

“No, it’s too expensive.”

“It’s $500, very cheap.” We are sitting in a small bus in Musanze, Rwanda waiting for it to fill with passengers for the fifteen minute ride back to Kinigi. Every seat is occupied, but max capacity is negotiable in Africa.

“Actually, it’s $750 for one hour. Not cheap.”

“Five hundred dollars, very cheap in the United States, you can earn it very fast.”

“Maybe some people but not me.”

“Everyone has money in America.”

“I’m not sure about that.”

“Does everyone have a car?”

The last passenger squeezes into our row and pushes a nursing mother slightly onto my thigh. I wiggle closer to the man I am conversing with and notice he is carrying a manilla envelope. If it rains, which it is prone to do in Rwanda in late October, whatever documents he’s carrying will be ruined.

“Most people.”

The bus starts on the second try and departs.

“How much does a teacher make?”

“Maybe $25,000 a year, but then they take taxes from that and you pay for your home and food and there is not much left.”

“Here a teacher makes $50 a month. It is hard to save with only $50 a month. Nothing left to invest.”

I smell sage burning and look outside at a woman carrying a bundle of wood on her head. Agriculture extends in every direction, right up to the border of Volcanoes National Park.

“I see your point. It’s hard to explain. Five hundred dollars can be a lot here but in the U.S. it doesn’t get you so much. One loaf of bread is $5.”

“How much for this?” He nods to his envelope.

“I’m not really sure.”

The bus swerves, honks, and a collective gasp waves through the passengers as we realize a boy still in diapers just ran into the road to touch the bus. Even after our near miss he still reaches for the bus, tottering toward us in the zombie traipse universal to children new to walking. The passengers silence as the intensity dwindles.

“You take nice photos here?” the man asks finally.

“Yes, some.”

“You go back and show your family?”

“Yes, of course.”

“You show them, this is Rwanda this is the black people?”

I pause. “I guess.”

There was no condescension in his tone. Even as I felt led toward a trap I assessed him for the hint of a viper attack, but he wasn’t venomous. He simply wished to know and wished to tell, and in doing so he unwittingly put into words exactly what I’ve been feeling.

A family near Lake Kivu

A family near Lake Kivu, Rwanda

Like many travelers, I enjoy photographing people. There is a challenge in capturing individual expression and the uniqueness of cultural dress. Yet more often than not, I shame myself into leaving my camera in my pack. First of all, I’m not incredibly skilled in photography, and secondly it feels intrusive to pull my camera out and make a spectacle of someone’s life without permission. Although it is not my intention, it feels pompous in the moment as if I am trying to capture an entire people through one photo and show people back home how life is abroad: This is Rwanda, this is the black people.

Such photography is perverse in nature, as if all of Rwanda bears an elusiveness akin to the gorillas in the mist. Behold the intangible beauty of a people so unique and yet almost like me! In truth, we are not all that different. Certainly cultural and lifestyle differences exist but at the core we are strikingly similar in needs and values. Yet we seek evidence of difference when we travel. We have conversations with locals to show we are the same; we take pictures to prove that we are different.

Maasai people in Tanzania

Hoodies juxtaposing traditional robes. The Maasai people in Tanzania.

Before arriving in Rwanda, I visited Tanzania where I preferred to take pictures of the pastoral Maasai people in full traditional robes rather than those wearing jeans. I’d skip photo ops of Maasai using cell phones, even though it was obvious that everyone carried one. Effectively, I edited reality through the framing of my lens. I opted for the photo that provided evidence that I dug to a cultural depth that I didn’t. This is Tanzania, this is the black people.

In Kinigi, I thank the man for talking with me and walk to my hotel, unsure of how to spend the rest of my afternoon. Rwanda has priced me out from its most alluring activities. Even yesterday’s hike up a volcano cost over $100, and looking out for my bank account leaves me slightly remiss. Yet, right or wrong, the price tag makes sense.

During the genocide, only twenty years ago, Rwanda received international support from no one. When France finally did intervene they aligned with the perpetrators in a baffling blunder of international aid. Essentially, Rwandan rebel forces pulled through for the country on their own. Now that politics have simmered and travel in Rwanda is nonthreatening, it’s hard to fault a country for pricing out the international community that consistently abandoned them during their most desperate times.

Bosoke volcano in Volcanoes National Park, Rwanda

Mt. Bisoke, a volcano in Volcanoes National Park, Rwanda

When I arrived in Kigali’s international airport, I was surprised to declare I had visited an ebola affected country in the previous three weeks: the United States. The punishment was slim—a compulsory online survey to be filled out daily to apprise the government of any symptoms I experienced—and even slimmer in that the mandate was rescinded two days after it was implemented. This requirement was introduced on the heels of two Rwandan students being refused entry into their New Jersey school simply because they visited an ebola affected continent. Details like Rwanda has remained entirely ebola free or that continental flight patterns make it nearly impossible to introduce the disease to the small country didn’t concern the United States, and that obfuscation did not go unnoticed by the Rwandan government. Undoubtedly, pressures from the United States squashed the compulsory survey, but the message was clear: you mess with our people and we won’t hesitate to mess with yours. Simply put, we don’t need you.

Those are the politics but the problem of $500 remains incommunicable. Perhaps the man on the bus was more correct than I. After all, I can travel and he cannot, and perhaps that right there is what $500 represents. Truthfully, I don’t save my money as wisely as many of my peers and instead I opt for occasional, half-assed world exploration, but ultimately I have $500 to use as unwisely as I wish. I could burn $750 in a pile right now should I so choose but much like spending it on the gorillas that’s not going to help me pay rent this winter.

The fact is, I have a choice to be in Rwanda; this is not my home. When the country fell apart it wasn’t the product of some long-standing tribal feud, it was instigated through colonial imperialism. Outsiders stirred up trouble, left the country to its own devices, and the world turned a blind eye. The United States, for instance, wouldn’t even admit the genocide existed in the moment.

But we’ll come to see gorillas, thank you very much.

Although I don’t agree with the price tag of Rwandan tourism, I find it difficult to fault.

Rwandan countryside

Rwandan countryside

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