Easter Sunday in Wiseman

Today Gwen (one of the co-workers) and I drove up to Wiseman to go to Church for Easter. Wiseman is a little village about 20 miles north of Coldfoot. It only has a population of around 20 people, who all live in tiny log cabins, and the community is pretty much self-sufficient. We met another one of our co-workers there, because her and her family actually live in Wiseman. The church service was held in an old woman's house. It was one of the most interesting experiences I've ever had. There was no organ or piano, no church pews, just a little old woman giving her sermon from her kitchen table while we sat on chairs and couches. Then she passed us each a book of hymns and we sang for while. After the service was over, we all sat around and ate some of her homemade bread and hot cocoa. I talked with the other people that were there. They had all lived in Wiseman their entire lives. It was cool seeing people who have grown up so differently than I am used to; one of the kids there was showing off his new knife that he had made out of natural materials, like animal bone, that he had found. After we left Wiseman, we drove another 15 miles north to Sukakpak Mountain. We had a picnic lunch below the mountain, and then drove back to Coldfoot.