Church, Boughs, Tents, Geese, Stars, and Firewood

So.

Internet at the Ka Mamunuiitananuch Cultural Site ended up being a lot less cooperative than I expected, and I ended up having just enough time to upload the pictures for the Elder’s Gathering every day on social media… and very little else.

So, now I’m catching up with my journal posts. I couldn’t upload much video work on the Elder’s Gathering page either, so I’m editing videos and uploading them now. My computer also had issues, which I’ll get into.

But for now, my plan is to make posts covering 2-3 days, until I catch up with the present day. So here it goes!

Sun, Aug 25

Today started with a peaceful morning at St. John’s Anglican Church in Kawawachikamach. It was wonderful to see some of the Noohooms from the Elders Gathering outside, enjoying the quiet start to the day.

A rugged side-by-side vehicle parked on a gravel lot in front of a building with brown wood siding. The vehicle, a Yamaha Rhino with a camouflage paint job, has visible dirt on its tires and body. There is a white door on the side of the building in the background, along with a few windows and a satellite dish. A couple of green trash bins are also visible near the building. The sky is partly cloudy with patches of blue.

The Naskapi Nation has been generous enough to let me use a side-by-side vehicle to get around, and I’m incredibly grateful for it. I get a little dirty, but that’s all part of the experience out here. In the summer, the dust is everywhere no matter what you drive.

A close-up shot of a serving of caribou stew inside a takeout container lined with aluminum foil. The stew contains large chunks of tender caribou meat, potatoes, carrots, and peas, all immersed in a savory broth. The rustic presentation showcases a hearty, traditional dish, highlighting its rich, homemade quality. The background features a plain, light-colored table surface, with part of a red soda can visible on the right side of the image.

For lunch, I had in one of my absolute favorite dishes—caribou stew, prepared by the cooks at the Naskapi Kitchen.

Afterward, I spent some time photographing Naskapi women as they gathered spruce boughs for the elders. At one point, they handed me a chainsaw to help out, which I happily did—though I didn’t realize I was getting my picture taken too!

The men were also busy, drilling holes and trimming tent poles to set up tents for the elders.

It’s amazing to see entire streets created by rows of traditional tents.

A woman wearing a light gray cardigan stands in front of a wooden table, holding a goose in her hands as she prepares to burn the feathers off with a blowtorch. She is focused on the task, wearing black gloves for protection. Behind her, another woman, also holding a blowtorch, works on another goose at the same table. The ground around them is dirt and there are picnic tables in the background. The setting is outdoors, with a lake and forest visible in the distance under an overcast sky. Various supplies and tools are scattered around the workspace, with partially feathered geese on the table.

Behind the Big Tent, I helped Alexandria burn the feathers off of some geese. I learned how to do this when I was young, using a campfire, but we used a blowtorch instead due to the risk of forest fires. The scent of the burning feathers brought me back.

A side view of a large black Can-Am side-by-side utility vehicle parked on a dirt area surrounded by tall grass and trees. The vehicle is muddy from off-road use and features large rugged tires and a cargo bed in the back. The background includes a partially constructed building with Tyvek wrap and metal roofing, indicating an outdoor rural setting.

Later in the day, Martha-Joanne took me out in her boyfriend’s new ride to gather supplies from Kachikayach Lake for her grandmother Norma’s tent. She was kind enough to lend me a mattress and blankets so I could stay warm in my own tent.

Kachikayach is such a peaceful and grounding place, I miss our cabin there.

As we made our way back, the sun began to set and I flew my drone to capture the stunning colors of the sky as it dipped below the horizon.

The day ended with a moment of awe as I watched the Northern Lights dance across the sky. There’s something indescribably special about living in a place where you can casually look up and see the entire universe unfold above you.

I feel so lucky to have spent the whole day working on the land I love with the people I love.

Mon, Aug 26

I’ve come to really appreciate my mornings by Hanas Lake. There’s something so grounding and peaceful about starting the day in such a calm place. It centers me and helps me focus on the tasks ahead.

A plate of homemade breakfast consisting of scrambled eggs with melted cheese, crispy bacon, and two slices of buttered toast. The meal is set on a beige plate, resting on a gray and white patterned tablecloth. This breakfast was prepared after a return trip to Kawawachikamach for a shower and some quiet time.

There wasn’t any breakfast at the camp this morning, so I rode back to Kawawachikamach to take a good shower and make myself some breakfast.

A wiskichak (gray jay) is captured mid-flight, wings outstretched, as it flies toward a tent pole. The wooden tent structure and nearby tents are visible, set against a cloudy sky. The bird is believed to bring good luck.

As soon as I returned to the camp, a Wiskichak visited the camp, perching on my tent, and then on my neighbors. I’ve been told that these birds are good luck, and that good hunters would always leave a little bit of food out for them.

A man is standing in a large metal container filled with chopped firewood, holding a log in his hands. In the foreground, the back of a side-by-side vehicle is filled with more split firewood, ready for distribution. The scene is outdoors, under a partly cloudy sky, with another truck visible in the background. Benjamin Jancewicz is helping load and distribute firewood to various people at the camp.

Much of the camp needed firewood, so I spent most of the day helping people load up and distribute it. There’s something satisfying about contributing to the warmth and comfort of the camp, even in such a simple way.

Because I need both power and a strong internet connection for my work, they set me up in the Naskapi Kitchen. It’s a good spot—not only because of the resources, but because I’m surrounded by the warmth and delicious smells of people preparing great food.

My dad, Bill Jancewicz, and Maggie Mokoush-Swappie led prayers and singing in the big tent today. Hearing their voices lift in prayer and song, with the camp growing quiet to listen, was a touching moment.

More elders were moving into the camp, and Naskapi elders occupied the 5 cabins surrounding the Big Tent.

Some elders stopped by the kitchen to offer advice and tips to the younger women who were cooking.

Meanwhile, families were settling into their tents, preparing beds and visiting areas for the evening ahead.

Natush Peastitute stands in front of a white tent at the Naskapi camp during sunset. He is wearing a black jacket and a baseball cap, looking directly at the camera with a calm expression. Behind him, the sun is setting, casting a warm golden glow across the sky, with soft clouds illuminated by the fading light. The camp's tents and poles are visible in the background, and the scene captures the peaceful yet industrious atmosphere of the camp where Natush has been working hard for over a week, building platforms and setting up beds for the elders.

I’ve also noticed how hard workers like Natush Peastitute have been working. They’ve been here for over a week, building platforms, setting up beds, and installing tents for the elders. The level of dedication is inspiring.

As dusk began to fall, the camp slowed down, becoming softer and quieter. But the work in the kitchen wasn’t over yet! The ladies there were already busy preparing breakfast for the next day. While preparing cantaloupe, I couldn’t help but laugh when someone said, “This is just like butchering a seal!” Only in the North could you hear something like that!

By the time the half-moon rose, the stars were putting on a spectacular show, undimmed by the moonlight.

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