So, the honey bucket is still a reality in this village. All the honey buckets are brought from the houses to little collection containers around town for someone to haul the contents away. In fact we saw the man who takes the collection containers to be emptied by towing them behind his 4-wheeler. We noted that he drove very slowly. We also noticed he was very lonely, probably because he didn't have much of a sense of humor.
While we were there a young Yupik lady showed up and asked if we wanted to get inside the building as we were showing it lots of interest. She had a key! So, we went in to inspect it. Small. The living quarters were pretty small. There was a little kitchen with a "vintage' electric range and a refrigerator. Winters might be pretty long in such a small place. By the way, click on the picture of our group standing in front of the church and see the address. I don't know if that is the real address or not!
A ways off from arriving in Stebbins we were met with a rather distinct pungent odor. We surmised this was a honey bucket village, but something told me this was a smell of a different kind. It was different. Herring. LOTS of herring drying everywhere. This last picture is me standing (up wind) in front of racks and racks and racks of drying herring. Two weeks it takes to dry herring due to their tremendous oil content, at that in a pretty constant stiff breeze right off the Bering Sea. If I thought St. Michael had a lot of king salmon on racks, Stebbins had those beat ten to one on herring. Didn't see much salmon drying in Stebbins.
The herring are just split open whole and left whole. They are then woven very skillfully into braids of dry beach grass. It is fascinating to see. I couldn't do it that way to save my life. They acted like it was no big deal. So there are hundreds of little herring sticking out from these braids of grass by their heads. The residents really like their herring.
On this trip half the team went to Stebbins. The next day the other half of the team went the 11 miles into Stebbins. I wish I had gone the second day as sometime early that day the villagers of Stebbins spotted a pod of beluga whales near shore in the Bearing Sea and were able to harpoon one and bring it ashore. Our team were able to watch them butcher it up. I haven't seen pictures of this yet, but will attempt to include them if I do.
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