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Seguía las hermosas montañas y el lago hacia el
norte hasta llegar al pueblo de Destruction bay, un
lugar olvidado del mundo, cuyo nombre se debe a la
destrucción provocada por una tormenta en 1940.
Finalmente llegué a Burwash Landing, un pueblo de
First Nations que conserva la cultura Tutchone. Los
letreros se escriben en las dos lenguas y visité el
Kluane Museum of Natural History que permite dis-
frutar de la artesanía Tutchone así como los mejores
ejemplos de la fauna local, disecados y rodeados por
su hábitat reconstituido.
En Kathleen Lake, me encontré con Brent y Ron,
originarios de Burwash Landing, típico First Nation
People, cuyos ancestros habitaban esas tierras y otros
venían de Europa. Nos contaron las historias de sus
abuelos y de la vida de antes, y fuimos a navegar so-
bre el hermoso lago de color esmeralda; observamos
un águila calva en su nido; los tonos verdes del agua
transparente y nos detuvimos en una playa de piedri-
tas para ir a visitar una cabaña de madera en ruinas
que había pertenecido a sus abuelos cuando iban al
bosque a cazar o pescar. Subimos por un sendero en
medio de una vieja avalancha para admirar el lago, un
oso nos observaba sin ser amenazante. El paisaje era
I followed the beautiful mountains and the lake
to the north until I reached the town of Destruc-
tion Bay, a forgotten place in the world. It had that
name because of the wreckage caused by a storm in
1940. Finally, I arrived to Burwash Landing, a First
Nations town that keeps the Tutchone culture. The
signs are written in two languages. I also visited the
Kluane Museum of Natural History, where one can
enjoy the Tutchone craftsmanship as well as the
best examples of the local fauna, stuffed and sur-
rounded by the reconstructed habitat.
In Kathleen Lake, I met with Brent and Ron, a
Burwash Landing native and a typical First Nation
person, whose ancestors inhabited those lands and
some others, came from Europe. He told us stories
of his grandparents and of the life as it was on the
past, and we went to sail the beautiful, emerald col-
ored lake; we watched a bald eagle on its nest, the
green tones of the crystalline water and stopped at
a pebble beach to visit a ruined, wooden cabin that
belonged to Ron’s grandparents when they went
to fish and hunt to the forest. We went up a road
amidst an old avalanche to admire the lake, and a
bear watched us quietly. The landscape was superb,
1. Río Kathleen/
Kathleen River.
2. Glaciares/
Glaciers
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