I was at Fox B, then site 34 from May to Sept 55 as a 18 year old student engineer. We built an airstrip of approx 2200 feet as I recall. Spectacular Arctic Char fishing in the outlet at the other end of the lake. 400 lbs taken by 3 of us in 30 minutes one evening, most between 5 and 10 lbs. I doubt that the river had ever been fished before as we had a strike on every cast. The poor old Norseman could barely get off the water. Also killed a Caribou with the Super's rifle after being without meat for 2 weeks - very illegal but it kept 120 guys from mutiny.

From May to Sept 56 I was at RES-X-1 then site 42 on Brevoort Island as a surveyor/instrument man. We built the runway which started at the edge of the cliff on the ocean and ended well uphill less than 1500 feet later at the base of the hill. We lost a PBY/Canso in the bay in August- it hit a piece of ice which split the hull open and it sank in less than 5 minutes. The crew stepped off the wingtip into a US Navy landing craft with dry shoes. I flew home on the second plane to land on our new runway - a USAF C123. The next one overran the end and service stopped for several weeks.

Two great summers 50+ years ago for a teen aged kid.