Mush, Mush I Say!

dogsleds00Up until this week, I didn’t know that the World Sleddog Association (WSA) was a thing. It is, though, and this weekend I went to the WSA’s 2013 European Sled Dog Championships. The three-day event was being held this weekend, in a town near the Bavarian forest, and within spitting distance of the Czech Republic and Austrian borders of Germany. All credit goes to my partner-in-crime, Jenny, for spotting this one in the upcoming events calendar. She asked earlier in the week if I wanted to tag along, and it took me all of about two seconds to realize that Dogs! Racing! While pulling sleds! would be a fantastic thing to see. Of course I was interested!

Fast forward to eight o’clock Sunday morning and Jenny, her boyfriend Robert, and I got in a car and drove slightly more than an hour and a half to vaguely nearby Haidmühle. This is them:

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Before I get on with the pictures of cute doggies, let me share some of the things that I learned about sled dog racing today. I never knew any of this until today.

  • All of the approximately 2,000 dogs competing in this type of race are purebreds. The main breeds used are Siberian Husky, Alaskan Malamute, Samoyed, Alaskan Huskies, or a breed called Der Grönländer, which I think translates to Greenland Dog, i.e. another type of Husky.
  • The Samoyeds look like enormous fluffy racing pillows.
  • The sleds used to be made of wood, but nowadays they use updated materials like titanium and so forth.
  • The dog teams can be anywhere from a single dog pulling a skier to eight and twelve dog teams.
  • The sport is commonly referred to as Mushing. The human part of the team is called a Musher. The term Mush comes from “Marche,” which is the french command to get the dogs running. Non-French competitors hardly ever say Mush, though. Some people say hike or hup. We heard a lot of interesting things in the native languages of the various Mushers.
  • In a standard eight dog team, the first two dogs at the front of the line are called Lead Dogs. They respond to the commands of the Musher, find the trail, and set the pace. The next two dogs on an eight dog team are called Swing Dogs. They just follow the lead dogs, help the team corner, and help the Leads set the pace. The third pair on an eight dog team are called Team Dogs, and they’re primarily just horsepower. Er, dogpower. The fourth and final pair of dogs on an eight dog team are called Wheel Dogs. They’re positioned directly in front of the sled are usually the strongest dogs on the team.
  • There are two types of races- short races that are only a few kilometers, and longer distance races. The long distance races can be upwards of forty or fifty kilometers. One Musher mentioned that 42 kilometers is a standard number.
  • Because dogs tend to react to other dogs, sled dog races don’t have a single start for all the competitors. The dog sled teams are given a start time, and they have to be at the starting line on time, to the minute. A new team starts from the gate roughly once a minute for each category, with short breaks between groups. The teams compete with their times, like a marathon runner would.

That’s the basics of the sport as I understand them. Let’s move on to the pictures!

This is both the start line and the finish line. There were very clear paths for both outbound and inbound dog teams.

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This was a truly international (but European) event. We saw dog sled teams from Poland, Russia, Austria, Germany, the Czech Republic, and a few others. Plus there were flags to remind you of who might be competing.

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I mentioned before that there were teams of various sizes. This next picture is a one dog and skier combo. This picture was taken approximately three-fourths of a second before the skier wiped out. Oops!

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There were a large number of competitors who were on sleds with a two dog team. They looked a lot like these next two pictures. You’ll notice a little bit of leg action from the human in the second picture. That’s because there are times that the humans run behind or alongside the sled, or kick to help give the team some forward momentum.

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This next picture is my favorite one from the entire day. It appears to be an eight dog sled team, but if you look carefully, there’s one more dog- riding inside the sled itself. I’m not sure if this was an injured dog, or if this is how they get new dogs used to the trail. I have absolutely no idea why that last dog is inside the sled instead of in front of it, but as this team passed us, the dog stuck his head out alongside the sled, looking for all the world like any other dog sticking his head out of a car window. Oh, and there’s one other detail- the green number on the Musher’s chest signifies that they were on a long distance race. Maybe the last dog is the sled dog equivalent of a spare tire?

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Here’s a six dog team, moving at a pretty good clip.

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As I said earlier, the dogs were all purebreds. They had a great deal of character, though. This frisky little guy had just finished a run. He’s still tethered up to his team, who seem to be a lot more relaxed than he is.

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This next dog is a Samoyed. Like I said before, they look like enormous fluffy racing pillows. Also, most of the Samoyeds had funky little racing socks on their feet. I guess the snow and ice hurts their paws. I never got a clear explanation of why they were wearing the little dog booties.

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A quick aside about the audience for an event like this- there are a lot of families that attend this type of event. And for the record, whoever the first person was to figure out how to make a stroller-sled combination is a freaking genius:

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…and this kid was cracking me up. His caption basically reads, “I’m on a sled. I have a sandwich. Pull me or fear my wrath.”

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Lots of people also brought their non-purebred, non-racing dogs. Those who brought dogs to not-race were reminded repeatedly by the race announcer that the non-racing dogs needed to stay twenty meters away from the start line at all times, because the racing dogs are pack animals and will see your precious little teacup poodle as prey. Many of the non-racing dogs wore amusing sweaters or other cold-weather gear. Many of them were very cute.

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This guy was driving along on a snowmobile, pulling a big flat thing along the track. I guess it’s the sled dog track equivalent of a Zamboni. Bonus points for riding it side-saddle, I guess.

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This particular race gave us a lot of chances to walk through the camp areas where the racers and their dogs were staying when they weren’t racing. Lots of dogs sleeping, playing, or peeing. Seriously, the entire place was a yellow snow minefield. There were also Mushers maintaining their sled equipment, like this guy.

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I have digressed a bit. Let’s go back to the race areas. The dogs have to be very carefully handled before the race begins. They’re excited dogs! They want to run and play! Most of them try to lunge forward well before being told to go. They’re very energetic.

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At places where the track is not fully roped off, there are warning signs. This sign basically says the very obvious, ‘CAUTION- Dog Sledding Track. Don’t Stand here!’

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It’s good advice, too! I’d hate to accidentally get run down by these critters!

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Let us also remember that despite being purebred, well-trained racing animals, these are still dogs. Sometimes dogs don’t want to do what they’re told. This Samoyed was the star of the day, because he didn’t agree with the direction of the race. At all. I have several photographs of the dog and Musher trying to go in different directions. This was pretty hilarious, actually.

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…and sometimes, it’s the human that screws up. This guy went a good five or six meters on his ass, with the dog looking at him as if to say, “Get up! We have a race to run!”

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After five or six hours of this, the last of the dog sled teams started their race, and we packed it in and headed back to Regensburg. This was a lot of fun, but I may never be warm again. Also, the prevailing joke of the day was, “Don’t eat the yellow snow!”

Seriously, I’ve never seen so much yellow snow in all my life.

Have any of you ever been to a dog sled racing competition?

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Ain’t No Party Like A Tollwood Party

I rang in the new year with Hanley and Esther at the awesome 2012 Tollwood Silvester Party.  Hanley wrote about it in her own blog, so if you read both of us, this will seem like a bit of a repeat.

The Tollwood Winter Festival takes place at Theresienwiese,  a 420,000 square meter (4,500,000 sq ft) space in the city of Munich.  This is the same space that holds the world famous Oktoberfest each year.    Tollwood is also a summer festival with a tremendous amount of live music-  the 2013 Sommerfestival lineup so far includes ZZ Top and the Pet Shop Boys.  I’ll probably wind up there at some point.

The Winterfestival wraps up with a giant Silvester party on December 31st.  There are four giant tents with bands and DJs.  There’s another tent that is nothing but various types of food.   The various tents are on the outer edges of a vast open space where people can congregate to view fireworks.  We’ll get to that.   This is the view in from the front gate.

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When I say tent here, I’m not talking about the little things you use to go camping, I’m talking about things that are larger than the building my apartment is in.  This is inside the tent for the first band we watched, the Stimulators.  You can see the roof of the tent sloping up behind the giant sphere- these things were huge.

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We also saw a pretty nifty band called Jamaram in one of the other tents.  They’re a pretty large group.

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I hadn’t heard of them before this outing, but a few of their songs were catchy enough to remain stuck in my head for several days afterward.  “Oh My Gosh,” for example-

We spent the last hour in a tent watching Rockomotion, a classic rock cover band.  Pretty much everything they played was recognizable.  They even did Hip To Be Square, and the last song they played right before midnight was The Time Warp.  If you search for Rockomotion on Youtube, you’ll see lots of clips of them doing well known songs.

The band stopped a few minutes before midnight to allow everyone time to get out of the tents and into the big central open area, and then there were fireworks.  Lots of fireworks.  The Theresienwiese is in the center of an access road called Bavariaring, and there were fireworks visible for 360 degrees-  all along the Bavariaring.  The fireworks went on for more than twenty-five minutes.  Some of it was official Tollwood fireworks, to be sure, but some of it was just the German people setting off their own fireworks.  This was my second New Year’s Eve in Germany, and I realize now that the Germans are kind of insane when it comes to fireworks.  They use a lot of them, they don’t much care where they’re pointed, and they don’t seem to worry about their own safety.

It sure makes for a hell of a show, though. Imagine twenty-five uninterrupted minutes of fireworks at the quantity and  frequency of what you can see in the video below. (The video is only three seconds long because I thought my phone was set to still pictures, not video.)  The Tollwood party was great fun, even if I did get the flu while I was there.  Where did the rest of you ring in the new year?

Erfurt

I went to Erfurt two weeks ago for a concert.  I headed over on a Friday night  I wasn’t really sure what to expect because I’ve never heard much about Erfurt, except for a comment from Cliff of Regensblog who said that Erfurt was quite nice.

I will  agree, I found Erfurt to be absolutely charming.  Here’s the view from my hotel room when I first got into town:

There’s a lot about Erfurt that I did not know, however.  For example, the Erfurt Synagogue, which I did not see, was built around 1100, and it’s thought to be the oldest synagogue still standing in Europe.

I also did not know that Kika, the children’s television programming network, wsa based in Erfurt.  That explains this giant statue of Bernd das Brot in front of the town hall.  This statue was kidnapped in 2007- I didn’t know that until just a minute ago but it’s a fascinating and entertaining story.  Even if Bernd das Brot does creep me out.

I also found a random gnome on a bench, and couldn’t resist.

I wandered by the Krämerbrücke, a rather unique footbridge over the Breitstrom, a small tributary of the Gera river.  This bridge has buildings on both sides, so it doesn’t actually look like a bridge from inside it.  In hindsight, I wish I’d tried to take this piture in HDR so the tower in the background wasn’t so washed out.

I also wanted to check out Erfurt’s Domplatz, and I found it easily by following the sounds of a brass band.  Here’s how it looked at 9am.  You can see

…and here’s what it looked like less than a half hour later.  The brass band I heard was just warming up for a giant gathering called Bistumswallfahrt 2012.

This was a religions event held  on the Domstufen, the huge steps between the Mariendom on the left and the Severikirche on the right.  There was a procession with a bunch of flags and children in white robes.  I don’t really know specifically what they were celebrating, but the band was joined by a large chorus as well.

I watched the whole thing for perhaps forty minutes, and then I walked back to the Bahnhof to catch my train back to Regensburg.

Another Weekend In Berlin

On the second weekend in September, a group of people who live in Germany and blog in English descended on Berlin for WEBMU 2012.

WEBMU is the “Whiny Expatriate Bloggers MeetUp,” and it’s basically an excuse for a group of really fun people to get together, do a little sightseeing, and eat at a bunch of amazing restaurants.  Snooker in Berlin and No Apathy Allowed were the organizers and hosts, and they did a fantastic job.  I don’t want to do a lengthy recap of the entire weekend, but I took a some pretty neat pictures while I was in town, so here we go.

I didn’t join all of the tours that the group took part in, but I did go to the Friday morning tour of the Stasi Museum.  The original headquarters of East Germany’s Ministerium für Staatssicherheit have been converted into a museum and it’s pretty fascinating.

The picture below is a propaganda photograph of Katarina Witt, the German Olympic figure skater.  I didn’t fully understand the impact of this photograph until after I’d gotten back home and started doing my traditional pre-blog-post research, when I found this detail:

Following the dissolution of East Germany, Stasi files were found to show that the secret police had worked hard to keep Witt from defecting by giving her cars, accommodations, and permitted travel. Witt found 3,000 pages on her life from the age of eight.

A lot of the original furnishings are still present in the museum, including this cabinet reel to reel system and the rather large conference room table in the next two photographs.

One of the more interesting sections of the museum were all the examples of spy cameras-  buttonhole cameras, necktie cameras, bird-feeder cameras.  This one was large and obvious by comparison.

One of the display cases contained a selection of period music and pop culture that had been reviewed by the Stasi.  This section was fascinating to me.

While walking around Berlin all weekend, I saw a huge variety of street art.  This sort of thing rarely happens in Regensburg, but in the big city of Berlin, this stuff was kind of everywhere.

I’d like to take a moment to state that the Berlin Hauptbahnhof is just amazing-  the upper levels are S-Bahn trains that go around the city, the mid levels and there are a bunch of levels of other trains.  The Berlin Central Station is different than most of the Bahnhofs I’ve been to in that it the trains moving through it are East-West on one level and North-South on a different level- most train stations only have tracks running in one direction, not crisscrossed.

The Berlin HBF also maintains a healthy online and social media presence, as I learned when I asked friends on Twitter for a route and I got answered by @HBF_Berlin.

Most importantly for a nerd like me, though, is that the Berlin HBF is just cool to see.  The various levels are somewhat open to each other, and you can see many of the trains criss-crossing the station.

I’m not sure if this counts as street art, but it was at the top of the steps to the U-Bahn closest to the Stasi Museum, so it caught my attention.

One of the most common foods in Berlin is Currywurst.  I learned on this trip that Currywurst means an instant migraine for me.  Neat, eh?

One of our tours was walking around an urban area and we stumbled across a Saturday morning street market. Interesting stuff.

Walking around on that same tour, the tour guide pointed out that there’s a bar in this building.  Can you spot it?

The neighborhood also had its share of what we’ll consider ‘eccentric’ residence.  For example, the owner of this charming van.

And sometimes, you just have to ask your neighbors to trim their building.

These signs were all over the city in green spaces.  The literal translation is Green Investment Scheme, which makes sense in the marked green areas.   There’s a Green Investment Scheme aspect of the Kytoto Protocol for environmental benefits, but I’m not sure if this GIS and that GIS are directly related.

During our walk, I kept getting distracted by little tiny things.  For example, this little guy:

Getting My Roller Coaster Fix In Germany

It’s safe to say that the few years I lived in Orlando kind of spoiled me for theme parks-  Disney and Universal are the gold standard for theme park crowd control, ease of navigation, and kick ass rides.  That doesn’t stop me from trying other theme parks though.

Since I was already in Köln, it seemed like a good idea to spend a day in nearby Brühl to visit the 45 year old Phantasialand theme park.  I stayed in Brühl the evening before going to the park, but I could just as easily have stayed in Cologne-  you can get to Brühl Mitte from the Cologne Bahnhof in thirty minutes or so via a streetcar, and from there, a bus runs to the theme park every so often.

The entrance area was chaotic and not very well organized, which led to the quote of the day: “I hate this park.”  Even though I had a lot of fun in Phantasialand, this was said at least a dozen times throughout the day.

Phantasialand is broken up into several separate lands, none of which are very clearly marked.  We got turned around several times and had trouble finding our way repeatedly throughout the day.

One thing they did right, but in a strangely frustrating way, was their version of Speedpasses.  You can buy them in packets of four, but the entrances aren’t always easy to find or follow.  Still, the Speedpasses made it possible for us to ride a lot in a single day that we wouldn’t otherwise have managed.  They turned 70-90 minute waits into ten minute waits on several of the rides.

I posted some pics from the theme park to Facebook, and a lot of my friends commented that it looks a great deal like EPCOT back in Florida.  I can understand why though-  Phantasialand has a golden geodesic dome over one of its attractions.  This was built after EPCOT’s Spaceship Earth, but it’s still an easy comparison to make.

The park has an often fantastical look about it.  For example, this ride is called the Würmling Express, and it’s a sort of single car slow-moving monorail.

There’s a 3D animated shooting ride called Maus Au Chocolat, in which you shoot balls of chocolate at animated mice to score points.  You compete against your seatmate for highest total- it’s pretty fun.

Not so fun, in my opinion, is Talocan, seen in the picture below.  I don’t like getting held in inverted positions or getting flipped around in that sort of scenario.  Especially when you can see far around you.  It was popular though.  There’s no accounting for taste.

The best part of the park was the roller coasters.  The Colorado Adventure had an old west mining-train theme to it, and that one kept banging us against the sides of the car. I spent some time before we went on that one trying to figure out why the sign had Michael Jackson’s name on it.  I learned when I was preparing for this post that he actually opened that ride, and there are photographs of the man himself on the coaster, trying to hold his hat in place.

The others coasters were better at keeping us from swinging around so much in our seats.  Winja’s Fear, an indoor coaster, had a lot of fun spinning action.  There’s a relaxing all-dark coaster called Temple of the Night Hawk.

And then there’s the Black Mamba.  It’s smooth and fast.  Really fast.  According to The Internet, the ride hits 4.5G at points.  There’s one particular corkscrew that is amazing to ride.  We briefly considered going back to hit the Black Mamba again, it was that good.

It turns out that there’s a metric pantload of theme parks in Europe.  I get the sense that Phantasialand is one of the three best known though.  Now that I’ve been to Phantasialand, I need to check out the other two-  Europa Park and Disneyland Paris.