Wíinwiinsha (driving around, Yak.)

We got off on a late start to un-hook our trailer from the campground and head towards Yakama to help prepare for an upcoming feast. We’re not ones to rush around so we took our time, even had to remember where we put our SUV keys and then our ‘smart’ jack wouldn’t go up, but we made do with a manual jack just to find out after it was all hooked up that ‘smart’ jack worked after all.

We made arrangements to meet back up with the campground later in May. We gifted them with Salmon and few other items to sweeten the deal in exchange for no storage fees.

We did our best to work and travel in an effort to get to Yakama at a decent time. One phone call consisted of Outdoor School on the Columbia River and another entailed promotional materials for our upcoming programming.

We arrived in time to participate in our Native Arts Academy with Arts Impact via Zoom. Attendees were all middle school students to learn about medicines, health, beadwork, prayer, and story.

We got to Grandma’s house soon after. She spoken in Indian to our 7 year old for sometime while we got our trailer ready for the night. We were soon visiting in her living room about the upcoming services and ceremony.