Hartley Bay
The First Nation village
at Hartley Bay is the last gas stop on the way to Prince Rupert.
After waiting for a small ferry to dock, we tied up aft of it next
to the gas pump. We filled the fuel and water tanks, bought ice and
asked about a dock for the night. We were told to pick any open
spot – no cost. The fishing fleet was in harbor; but, we had no
trouble finding out-of-the-way space; nor, did two new American Tugs
and a 50 foot sailboat.
All of the ‘streets’ were boardwalks. ATVs
seemed the preferred mode of travel – even for the short distances
involved. The residents were the most friendly we met on the entire
trip. While taking a picture of the school, a teacher came out and
shared some of his experiences. Looking through the door into his
classroom, I observed high school students working in a modern
computer lab. Yes, they were linked to the outer world by
satellite.
Residents would stop and offer suggestions on
sights to see and places to walk. At one point, I stuck my head
around a shed emitting smoke and peered at ‘grandmother’. She held
up a large but thin halibut fillet and beckoned us over. After we
showed interest in her work, she demonstrated her skill and the
knives she used to produce about 3mm slices of halibut. Alternate
slices went into the smoke house and the drying shed.
We had a long talk with Marvin. His job is to
look after the tribe’s water and land resources. We asked about
Spirit Bears. Spirit Bear is the name given by the First Nation
people to a black bear with white fur. There are not many and most
of them live on his band’s land. He told us that most bears were in
the high mountains browsing on grasses in early June. They would
come down to the streams when the salmon were running. However, he
had recently spent a day with a Spirit Bear as she lay dying from
old age. He said that the Spirit Bear will always give way to a
black bear, even if the black bear is young.
“Come back in late August or September; I
guarantee you a Spirit Bear,” he said.
It was just around the point, from Hartley Bay,
that a BC Ferry went down last year. Many of the people in the town
helped in the rescue. Good on them!