Last Monday night Kayla, Oren, and I decided to take a short ride down the river. We brought fishing rods and the grub box (cooler) full of supplies to cook hot dogs for dinner. Stan and Doris had called earlier and had said that they were going to go down to Ukalailuk. We loaded up the boat and headed downriver. We were just around the bend from the pit and we ran across Stan and Doris. We almost stopped but then we couldn't make up our mind what we were going to do, so we just waved and kept on going. I figured we would make a fire at the mouth of Katchourak Creek, but the river was still too high to make a fire anywhere near there. We ended up going just a little ways further down to a long gravel beach scattered with willows. We proceeded to gather a pile of sticks and logs for our fire. For some reason I have been struggling to get fires lit this year. It took me a couple tries, but finally I got the fire going. Oren was chomping at the bit to start cooking a hot dog. I c...