I probably saw you all out there and didn't know it. I was on the back of a Ski-Doo MXZ Renegade in a pink/black/white coat & helmet. My boyfriend was in a black and yellow Ski-Doo jacket with a GoPro on his helmet! As Skip said, there were mushers out and we had quite the adventure.
We saw a lady musher with her three dogs then a man with a larger group soon after. We farted around and went to the fire tower. As we came back out, we saw the lady musher with four dogs near where their trucks were parked. I waved and we crossed 113a (?) soon after. Just as we approached the stream, the other dog team came flying around the corner on our side. I thought we were gonna hit them even as slow as we were going. I wanted to grab them but my boyfriend figured the lady would. We continued on and I was very concerned for their musher.
We finally saw him running down the trail toward us, just frantic, the poor man. He had an accent, maybe German, and was trying to tell us what happened. We told him we thought the lady would grab his dogs and he got more upset. Apaprently, his dogs would attack hers. My boyfriend decided we should go back to assist her.I held on tight and he drove as fast as he dared back to where she was. We went to the trucks and the dog team was there. They wouldn't allow me to approach and ran off down a residential road. My boyfriend headed back to get their owner and I waited in case they returned to the trucks. I heard the lady musher coming down from the fire tower and flagged her down.
She and I got her dogs tethered to her truck and she asked me to stay with them. A resident had arrived to tell her where the dogs went so she went with him to retrieve them. I sat down with the dogs (they were so sweet.) and waited. My boyfriend soon arrived with the man and he took off in his truck to find his friend and dogs. My boyfriend stayed for a bit then said he was gonna go try to retrieve the gentleman's dogsled if he could find it.
I stayed with the dogs until the man and lady came back with the dogs (They had run from near Binsack Trail all the way to Remick Farm and the middle of a winter Carnival, apparently!). They were so so grateful. Gosh, all I did was sit with some lovely doggies for half an hour or so!
Meanwhile, my boyfriend still wasn't back. I was beginning to worry. I was so glad they stayed and visited with me. I was so glad to hear the sled. My boyfriend emerged around the corner and I saw what had taken him so long. I'm so proud of him. He's such a good man. He tried tying the dogsled to the back of his sled and towing it to the trucks but it kept lodging up under the back of the sled in the track. He tried tying it more to limit movement. Instead of leaving it and giving up, he ended up driving with his right hand and towing the dogsled alongside with his left hand and leg. I'm so proud of him.
The dogsled people were so so grateful to have everything and everyone together safely. We were more than happy to help. It was awful neat to get to watch them run the dogs and to meet some sled dogs and learn about what they do out there.
In all, it was a good two hour adventure but well worth it.
ETA: I just realized I didn't tell y'all what had happened to the gentleman! He had stopped his dogs at the bridge just below Binsack and he set his anchor in the wood of the bridge on accident. His dogs tried to take off and snapped their rope (or whatever it's called) that tethers the entire team to the sled. They, being trained to run and run, ran! I felt bad because three of them fell in the stream going around us when we saw them! I'm so glad they are all okay!
I hope next time we travel to OVSC, it isn't QUITE so adventurous!! LOL!
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And that is really too bad! 
