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"Time to make a camp!" Etseh shouted to the others in the blue canoe. "We
can stop here and I'll show you Hodoodzoo - 'the sliding hill'."
Nora and John made a fire while the others got some food ready. Peter took the
dry fish out of a pack and Etseh reached for a golden bannock made that morning.
Etsi went to the lake to get water for tea. When she got back she stood by Nora
and John.
"In the old days, if we didn't have tea or anything like that, we took the inside
bark of a spruce tree and boiled it," explained Etsi. "We boiled the fish
we caught and drank that water too. My grandparents told me they used birch bark
to make pails and put spruce gum on the seams to stop them from leaking. Just
like the canoes. Long, long ago, they cooked food in birch bark pots by heating
rocks in the fire and placing them in the pots full of water. The water would
heat up enough to cook the meat or fish."
"Boy! Things are pretty easy these days!"
laughed John holding the metal teapot.
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