There were also anecdotal cases associated with helicopters and their crew. Here is one of them. I did not participate in it myself, but it was told by faithful people. Further with their words:
"In the middle of the summer (only recently, the shore took off) we watched together on the GMS "Victoria". No expedition has arrived. We put our nets in the sea several times, and what kind of fish we caught. One clear day comes to us on the MI-8 platform. Sit down, the screws are silent. There are flying guests. Tea polite refused, and asked to share a fish, if there is. We are not people greedy, and the entire fishing season is still ahead. We give them a small amount of salt omulus. The pilots thank and regret that there is nothing to pay for. Well, not the money in the tundra to pay... We say, yes, okay. Only if you will one day fly by – bring us a little beer. Thank you, we will try. Tom is separated. Two weeks pass. The weather worsened. The storm grimps, the splashes of flies to the windows of the polar fly. The vigilant couple apparently tired of deceit some time after lunch went to the Admiral's hour. They wake up, go out to the general tamper of the weather station and see a wonderful picture. In the middle of the tambour is a five-liter full canister beer. I went out, no one. Only the wind whispers. I tried the beer, but it was fresh. The mystery was solved in two weeks. The same boat and the pilots told. I bought you beer in Vorkuta. We sit 50 meters from the station! No one meets. I looked into the tambour, quietly. But not back to the beer. They put a canister, went back on board and left. They thought the polarists had gone somewhere for business.
How should I sleep so that I can’t hear the board landing and taking off?”