By: Peter Greve
The pictographs are one of the most obvious links to history along the coast. Although it is one of the most frequently visited parts of the park, it is still a ceremonial and sacred place. We observed tourists clambering, shouting, and laughing on the water’s edge, while others sat quietly and left offerings on the higher ledges. I let my dad interpret what the red ochre pictographs might mean. He wondered how old they were. I explained the importance of Mishepeshu and oral histories. We talked a bit about traditional medicines, we sat in silence, I left my miigwetch for a safe journey and water that provides, and we continued our paddle.
We were fortunate with favourable paddling conditions to make it just under 40 km, yet only seeing 8 loons and no eagles. We got into camp as the wind started howling and the rain pelted down.