There's something so simultaneously mesmerizing and exhilarating about watching a team of dogs run through the night. Perhaps it's the complete darkness with only a tunnel of light illuminating the team. Perhaps it's the rhythmic movements of each dog's gait. Whatever the reason, the effect causes you to focus solely on the dogs in front of you, watching their movements as an hour passes by in what feels like one minute. Occasionally I glance off the trail, and the past few nights, tracks have revealed that mushers are not the only ones in the woods of Two Rivers. Grouse tracks, hare tracks, moose tracks, and massive grizzly bear tracks are crisscrossing the trail. Nothing gives chills like sign of grizzly bear close by!