When they left, they were loaded with fish.” Families came to our fish camp to enjoy the fish camp life. We were able to give fish to whomever we’d like, we fed people.
“Back in the day, I never bought a fishing license,” he says. It was unsettling, especially for someone like Stevens, for whom the river represents sovereignty. This year, however, it was quiet as he set a four-inch (10-centimeter) mesh net for whitefish there were no salmon to catch. Typically, the camp is bustling with families processing salmon.
He was raised by his grandmother on the river in Stevens Village, a Koyukon Athabascan community nestled within the Yukon Flats in Alaska. Stevens is a traditional fisherman-Dinyee Hutanne, the people of the canyon. It’s nearly two in the morning and the sun is just beginning to set as Ben Stevens navigates the braided channels of the Yukon River toward his fish camp. This story originally appeared in High Country News and is republished here as part of Covering Climate Now, a global journalism collaboration strengthening coverage of the climate story.
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