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After two nights at Caribou Pass it was time to move on. I had only been as far as the new airstrip just beyond CP. Which isn't exactly accurate, when I was picked up there we flew to Kaktovik on Barter Island. It's across the coastal plain at the end of nowhere. However, I had not floated or paddled anywhere past that point on the Kongakut. I had never seen the delta.
On the way I learned a new bird, the Arctic Tern. Its wings are narrow and they flap up and down and up and down like all the birds, but its body does a terrible dip with every flap. The way it flaps it seems like it is about to fall out of the air with each release of its wings. I have learned other birds on this trip, but this is my favorite. It seems to rescue itself with each movement, it is in constant recovery. The energy expenditure seems immense and it knows no better and it never stops and it makes its way.
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