Well Ingnook didn't find his Oriental lovelies, but he did find a green-eyed buxom brunette named Pook and they started a family and built up a town that to this day is a nature-lover's paradise. At least to this day on which this story is being written; since we cannot know what the future could bring. But they called it San Francisco and in the very center they cleared the forest into a huge park.
This is sort of on the downward, afterglow side of a narrative of this sort, semi-romantic, adventurous, and is supposed to leave you with a warm fuzzy feeling that good has overcome all which satisfies the reader's needs.
At least for now.