To me it is not obvious at all what one would be doing if one were trying to get “the POOF,” but the front page of an old copy of The Anchorage Daily News seems to think that this is a great subhead for the hard-hitting, breaking-news story about… school picture day (“SPD”). Oh Alaska, how cute are you?

In Atqasuk, where we arrived yesterday morning, we live in a house like any other in the town, so there is a better chance of junk laying around. Atqasuk has some strong points, like a faster internet connection, but then the internet is more likely to be down, like it was last night.

I took the opportunity of having no internet to get a bit more sleep before we go out today. I’ve been sleeping pretty well. The light doesn’t bother me at all, but sometimes it’s hot and sometimes it’s cold, and that will occasionally wake me up. I always wake up in the middle of a very complicated plot-based dream and start a new one again the second I fall asleep. I never remember much of them, though. Blasted dream recorders haven’t been invented yet.

I don’t have much time now, either, though the internet is back up. We have one more day with all five of us in the field before three members of our party go back to Barrow tomorrow. Today will have to be productive, though if we see a caribou on the horizon again, of course we will stop and watch.