After his terrible fall from the heights of a fruit tree Hink is on the march through the jungle. He's not sure he remembers his way home to FinkFishCity anymore after taking a wicked blow to the head. If only uncle Randy was around, he'd know what to do. For now, despite being hurt, all Hink can do it put one foot in front of the other and hope he finds his way back to the road or perhaps a nearby mine, logging camp or oil rig.