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Today he’s an artist called Klatle-Bhi (pronounced “Cloth Bay”).
In his late 20s, he was called Charles Sam. He was a hard-working
contractor with a sun-decking business, living what most would call a
good life.
Charles made great money in a stable trade. He partied with friends on the weekends. He was young. Strong. Healthy.
But he had the nagging feeling that there was more to life than the
path he was taking. As his grandmother knew he would, he felt the pull
to return to the Capilano Reserve, where he was born.
Klatle-Bhi remembers what she told him later: “The salmon always return home.”
Hoping to reconnect with the culture and ancestral traditions of the
Squamish Nation, the young Charles began visiting sweat lodges and
joining open-water canoe expeditions.
“It’s not called paddling,” Klatle-Bhi explains of the 16-person teams in 45-foot canoes. “It’s called pulling.”
He and his fellow pullers ventured into some big water, once pulling
from Vancouver to Bella Bella in a 500-kilometre journey, stopping at
First Nations communities along the way to share songs.
Three times he ventured to Victoria in the ocean-going canoes.
In 1994 he was part of a 30-canoe trek to the Commonwealth Games in
Victoria. The journey from Vancouver to Campbell River to Victoria took
a month.
Sure, they were scared at times, he remembers. They could have been overturned by whales or waves or winds.
“But if I ever was going to die, I was going to do it where I was
happy,” he remembers. “We all need to go inside ourselves at some point
in our lives and see exactly where we’re at. If you don’t measure
yourself, how do you know?”
It was during this time he decided to go by the name Klatle-Bhi, which means “head killer whale in a pod of killer whales.” |