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So here we are in Yakutsk, unsure of the time of day. The
sun
adds to the confusion; at this time of year it stays light until
eleven at night. Most of our time has been spent making desperate calls
to Moscow and the States in search of a video camera and a way to get the
satellite phone out of customs in Anchorage.
Making calls from Yakutsk is like telephoning Mars: it can take hours or
even
days. Half of the time, you get a busy signal. If the call comes through
immediately and sounds too loud, you know it hasn't even left Yakutsk. We
had better luck calling on the backup CBS satellite phone I use for radio
dispatches.
  
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