For my hike I actually went for a run-hike right out the door of our house down to the bike-walking trail along the beach front. You might ask, "What about the wilderness," but actually this paved bike trail is a registered National Historical Trail that stretches more than a 1000 miles to the north and, I'm proud to say, starts right here in Seward. Most people now days think of the dog mushing race but actually the Iditarod is a trail used to for trading by indigenous people. Later gold seekers used the trail in the winter, after being dropped off from ships in the ice free Resurrection Bay. As the gold rush continued the trail was connected to the gold fields of the Iditarod Region and then up to Nome. Portions are now used by the Alaska State Railroad or paved as high way, but lots of it still exists or has been relocated for recreational use such as the Iditarod Dog Sled Race. During these 50 hikes I've hiked many portions - at least up to mile 20 and then again picking it up at Portage and Girdwood. That is why I decided to hit the pavement today, starting at mile 0, the same as countless others before me.
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