It’s all too common to say “cheers” or “salud” when raising a glass in celebration. Within that arena, “To the horses!” may sound a tad bizarre, but it’s been my default toast for many years. Whenever my wife and I raise our glasses, those three little words escape our lips. We say it so often that we are sometimes asked for an explanation. We are always happy to expound, even though the backstory is utterly tragic.

The toast reached a broader audience when I gave it to Doren, the best friend of protagonist Jonas in the Immortal Wake series. Doren wields it like a personal mantra, which signals to the reader that it carries a lot of weight. When I first called attention to it in Transient (book one), I explained in the following passage:

Doren’s trademarked toast was a nod to his early days in Alaska. It referenced the old borough town of Skagway. Dead Horse Gulch, a ravine north of town, earned its nickname after 3,000 pack animals perished there during the infamous Gold Rush. The area served as a short but treacherous passage to the Yukon. The steep terrain was so dangerous that overburdened horses often broke their legs on jagged rocks. Trekkers refused to waste ammunition to put suffering animals out of their misery. Instead, they dispersed their loads onto the other animals and let the injured fall to their deaths in the ravine. This happened so often that the stench of the rotting corpses polluted Skagway a dozen miles away. The story horrified Doren, who pledged to toast every brave horse that died. He had long passed the 3,000-drink mark, but he continued the ritual nonetheless.

The heartbreaking reality is that it’s completely true.

My wife and I love to visit Alaska. We have explored several towns along the Inside Passage, including Ketchikan, Sitka, and Juneau. We even made it as far north as the Canadian Yukon, a gorgeous region that serves as a backdrop for The Mortal Vestige (book three). Each place has a unique feel and we greatly enjoy learning about the local histories. But nothing prepared us for the darkness that lurked in Skagway.

My wife and I in Carcross, Yukon

Skagway is a delightful and charming town, don’t get me wrong. It was just the launch point to a truly horrific site. We embarked on a scenic railway tour through White Pass. The weather was great, the scenery was gorgeous, everything was perfect. That is, until we got to Dead Horse Gulch. The train had a peppy host who offered color commentary, but her tone turned somber to revealed the grisly history. Our smiles faded and knots formed in our stomachs. We spent the rest of the ride in queasy silence.

Later that evening, we were enjoying a delicious meal and reflecting upon the day. When we revisited Dead Horse Gulch, I raised my glass and said, “To the horses.” My wife echoed the sentiment and clinked her glass to mine.

And so began a tradition that continues to this day.

It warms the heart knowing that Doren is a fan-favorite character. When crafting his arc, I knew that he would be from Alaska based on this experience. His backstory is also quite tragic, so it felt only natural that a tale like Dead Horse Gulch would evoke a deep and abiding empathy. The toast gave him a relatable burden, one that he masks with charm and wit. As a result, this simple gesture became the emotional backbone of the series.

Fans of the books will often greet me with the toast, which always makes me smile. It serves as my newsletter valediction and I still use it in conversation. It’s habitual at this point, and always carries an undertone of “we can do better.”

So whenever you find yourself with glass in-hand, raise it high and join me in salute.

To the horses!  (clink)

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