Friday, April 23, 2010

Rockslide


On Thursday afternoon a crackling rumble sounded from across the river. I looked out my window and caught a glimpse of boulders tumbling down the cliff face and smashing into the trees below.

The spring thaw has effected more than just the cliffs. Open water has returned to the Nahanni, and it is thick with detrius and sediment. The flooding has begun, and as the melting continues its flow will swell to the point where it pushes over the river banks. Last year was severe, and the population of the town nearly had to be evacuated to Fort Liard.


Thursday, April 22, 2010

Drum Making

Last week Michael Cazon was in town again, this time leading a drum making workshop. The boys of the school, as well as Wayne and myself, had a great time making our own instruments. It has been a long time since Nahanni Butte was last home to a cadre of drummers, and it was great to see the boys getting so excited about it.

The first step was acquiring the wood for the frames. A beautiful birch was selected and felled, and long planks were drawn from its heart. The raw wood was cool and moist, a tactile reminder that it was alive and growing mere moments before.

We took the wood to the workshop, and carefully planed the edges so that the frame could be bent and clamped into shape.


Wayne and Michael constructed a homemade steamer, and the planks were left inside for an hour or so until they were properly soaked.


The next step was to bend the steamed wood into shape. Finding a way to hold a smooth circle while they dried required a little ingenuity, but we eventually figured out a system of lashing them with rope and placing them inside the rim of oil drums.



Ideally we would have left the frames to dry for several days, but Michael had to leave at the end of the week so we had to move on to the final step. Hide was cut to shape and lashed to the frames with babiche, strips of rawhide that are pliable when wet but firm when dry. Some of the drums used caribou, which is thin and easier to work, while others used moose, which produces a deeper and warmer sound.


Lacing the hide was somewhat tricky, as both the babiche and hide had to be kept moist or else they would harden into shape and become impossible to work. Eventually we got the hang of it, though, more or less. Once finished, the frame was left to dry and we set about carving drumsticks from fallen branches.


Later on there was a dedication ceremony at the arbor, and Michael led us in some prayer songs as offerings were made and the drums absorbed the smoke from the sacred fire. I was pleased and humbled to be asked to become one of the community drummers, and I readily accepted. The Dene drum truly is a social instrument, and playing in concert with others is a very powerful experience. I look forward to many more drum dances and ceremonies in the days to come!


Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Rain

It rained today, for the first time in six months. I stood outside for a good twenty minutes, just letting it hit me. The days are getting warmer, and it is amazing how quickly the snow has retreated; over the course of a week virtually all of it has vanished from town, and even the mountains are essentially bare. The river ice is thinning, and it will break up any day now.

It has been a long winter, but such is life in these parts. And if it has been long for me, with my heated cabin and kitchen full of food, I can only wonder what it must have been like in the past when people were living on the land. Perhaps it's no surprise that the Slavey term for 'year', xaye ghadee, is derived from the term for winter, xaye ndée.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday to me! The children at school made me a big card, while Cindy baked a terrific cake.

Friday, April 16, 2010

Return of the Buffalo


The buffalo have returned. Over the winter they moved deeper into the forest to escape the worst of the cold, but with the ground thawing they have moved back to their favoured grazing area around the airstrip.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Spring!

The snow we had over Easter seems to have been the last gasp of winter. The temperature is rising daily, hitting about 14C today. There is a steady breeze, and the air is filled with bird song. The downside of course is that all the snow has to go somewhere, and most of the roads around town are now muddy creeks. The river ice is starting to thin, and it won't be long now before it breaks up and flood season begins.


Thursday, April 8, 2010

Spring?


I glanced out my window just now and was greeted by this sight. It seems winter doesn't want to relinquish its hold on Nahanni just yet!