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Its forested slopes were wreathed in fog, giving the island a mysterious appearance. “Much larger, of course,” Hammond said. “Eight miles long and three miles wide at the widest point, in total some twenty-two square Miles. Making it the largest private animal preserve in North America.” The helicopter began to climb, and headed toward the north end of the island. Grant was trying to see through the dense fog. “It’s not usually this thick,” Hammond said. He sounded worried. At the north end of the island, the hills were highest, rising more than two thousand feet above the ocean. The tops of the hills were in fog, but Grant saw rugged cliffs and crashing ocean below. The helicopter climbed above the hills, “Unfortunately,” Hammond said, “we have to land on the island. I don’t like to do it, because it disturbs the animals. And it’s sometimes a bit thrilling-” Hammond’s voice cut off as the pilot said, “Starting our descent now. Hang on, folks.” The helicopter started down, and immediately they were blanketed in fog. Grant heard a repetitive electronic beeping through his earphones, but he could see nothing at all; then he began dimly to discern the green branches of pine trees, reaching through the mist. Some of the branches were close. “How the he mbt shoes online ll is he doing this?” Malcolm said, but nobody answered. The pilot swung his gaze left, then right, looking at the pine forest. The trees were still close. The helicopter descended rapidly. “Jesus,” Malcolm said. discount mbt trainers The beeping was louder. Grant looked at the pilot. He was concentrating. Grant glanced down and saw a giant glowing fluorescent cross beneath the Plexi bubble at his feet. There were flashing lights at the corners of the cross. The pilot corrected slightly and touched down on a helipad. The sound of the rotors faded, and died. Grant sighed, and released his seat belt. “We have to come down fast, that way,” Hammond said, “because of the wind shear. There is often had wind shear on this peak, and . . . well, we’re safe.” Someone was running up to the helicopter. A man with a baseball cap and red hair. He threw open the door and said cheerfully, “Hi, I’m Ed Regis. Welcome to Isla Nublar, everybody. And watch your step, please.” A narrow path wound down the hill. The air was chilly and damp. As they moved lower, the mist around them thinned, and Grant could see the landscape better. It looked, <a href="http://www.monclerjacketsonlinede.com/moncler-hat-neckcloth-c-2.html"><strong>moncler london </strong></a> he thought, rather like the Pacific Northwest, the Olympic Peninsula. “That’s right,” Regis said. “Primary ecology is deciduous rain forest. Rather different from the vegetation on the mainland, which is more classical rain forest. 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