I flew into Napaimute Sunday morning and this was the view from the air:
And then we landed and I tried to drive a four-wheeler the two or more miles to the village but ran into snow drifts and a deep creek crossings; it was sunny and warm – about 50 degrees and the snow was melting rapidly. I only made it half way and had to walk – and carry my gear – the rest of the way.
Once I dug the four-wheeler out I couldn’t go much further…or at least didn’t want to take the chance.
Once I got settled in I went to bed. About 6:00 am I heard the ice moving or shifting. It really started moving at about 3:00 pm once the sun came out.