"Tired, ill from chaos and newly arrived to my river in the Arctic.  "Crossing, the same place, in the river to set camp.  The plane's engines still a roar in the distance as my head pleads for rest.  The tent now up and gear stowed as I fill my pan to boil.  "Out of my vision is a Mammoth tusk near my tracks in the river...gift to my arrival...my success"