Wow! this is so close to an experience I had a decade ago. I camped on a rocky and narrow stretch of land where the forest becomes the tundra. To the east the river was flowing north-north east; to the west, it flowed to the south- south west. A magical place. A Montagnais hunting party came to visit me. We had a feast and talked. They told me of Ti-Quebec, their trickster god. A bit of a pervert, really. I had a wonderful time. They camped with me that night. The next morning they told me to go down to the east river at a certain spot. A gift would be waiting for me on their lines. Best fish I ever had. I hope I see the new revised image of this Pam. It's so great and close to my experience. I even broke a foot going down that mountain over there... Jezz.

Un coup de dés jamais n'abolira le hazard
S Mallarmé