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From the north the sea ice keeps coming from the Chukchi sea.

In the south the sun sets over the Bering sea.

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Fourth try’s the charm.

It helped that it was a wildly-rare calm night. When it’s windy I have to hug the tripod to keep it from blowing over. This would work dandy if it weren’t for the fact that my body temperature drops to violent-shiver-level quickly when I stand still hugging a tripod in the wind for anything more then 10-15 seconds.

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This is how it’s done.

buc-buc-bucaaAAAAAa!
canned corn. it's american.
beans, the magical fruit.
delicious tomatoes
ZING
BAM