After hiking and exploring the forest, sit on the sand for a story-telling song presented by Wisqii on the beach.
We hear a story about betrayal, a massacre, and how the Huu-ay-aht were driven out of their village by a warring tribe. Later they would reclaim their land, during a daylight surge led by the warriors who sang this song: “It’s my house, I’m coming to reclaim my house.” It’s a song of resilience - through natural disasters, warfare, and colonization.
I swear the waves stop making sounds - Wisqii’s storytelling was so captivating. Overwhelmed by the setting and stories, I can barely bring myself to move from the piece of driftwood I sat on during his final song.
“The greatest gifts we have are from the natural world,” Wisqii had said during our journey. I then knew that the greatest gift we were given that day was the honour of hearing him speak about the past, present, and future of his people.