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Two thousand gallons of jet-fuel for the helicopter, pallets of supplies and groceries, and several drums of diesel and gasoline are all delivered into Kiana by an old Douglas DC-6 out of Fairbanks, about five hundred and fifty miles away. A flight is due today or tomorrow and I plan to take the motorboat over there, or catch a ride with the helicopter if this rain persists, to photograph the off-loading and to meet its crew.
To announce her arrival, the DC-6 will buzz our camp. That is certainly a sight to behold! She'll be low enough to shudder the wooden floors of our tents. The rumble of her four radial engines will sound like a band of renegade Harley-Davidson motorcycles thundering onto the deserted streets of an otherwise quiet, tranquil town.
Well, the DC-6 did not make it into Kiana today due to bad weather in Fairbanks. Skies here too have been acting strange these past days. After a short but heavy rain, a rainbow arced from the darkened sky and appeared to be thick enough to cut with a knife. We have had rainbows almost every day now for the past week, but nothing like this one.
The season is changing rapidly. The midnight sun is fading by eight to nine minutes each night and by tonight's sky, not gracefully. Ragged dark clouds whipped violently through an oddly orange sky. Later, by 1:00 a.m., the clouds thinned and took on a normal reddish glow. Within a week or so we should see our first stars since May. And with them, the northern lights.