If it was a real /pol/ poster, he'd tell her to cope and sneed.

And mornward now the starry hands move on.

The Native had previously packed[…] an unusual quantity of carpet-bags and small portmanteaus[…]: and having filled his own pockets with Seltzer water, East India sherry, sandwiches, shawls, telescopes, maps, and newspapers, any or all of which light baggage the Major might require at any instant of the journey, he announced that everything was ready.

Kakadu is excellent but tough bushwalking country.