Canada is very respectful of their native peoples, often called the First Nation. As we travel further north, it is obvious that these folks deserved respect for being able to survive and prosper in the harsh winter weather here. There was an interpretive center in Teslin, where we visited with a matriarch whose family lives in the traditional ways.
She told of cutting their 10 cords of wood in the fall, of hunting for moose, tanning the hides, and displayed her beadwork and moosehide gloves.
Our campground in Teslin was on the Teslin Lake, which drains in to the Teslin River, running 400 km to join the Yukon River and ultimately drain into the Bering sea in Alaska. We are parked to the right of the bridge, by the tall trees on the far bank.
Here's a picture from the campground looking back at the lake.
Totem poles outside the Teslin interpretive center.
We were hoping for some salmon, but this guy didn't want to share. I caught him at lunch along the river.
Just kidding! This stuffed grizzly was on display inside the nature exhibit in Teslin, very well done, eh?
Sunday, July 21, 2013
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