October 23, 2013 in Idaho

Coeur d’Alene Tribe hosts water potato harvest

By The Spokesman-Review
 
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“I found one!” said Ronnie Nelson, a fourth-grader from Harrison Elementary School, as he held up his first water potato during the Coeur d’Alene Tribe water potato celebration at Heyburn State Park on Tuesday. Jon Firehammer, research fisheries biologist for the Coeur d’Alene Tribe, helped in the hunt for potatoes.
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The Water Potato Celebration continues today and Thursday, with students from across the region taking part in activities set up by the Coeur d’Alene Tribe and the University of Idaho Extension office. Members of the public are welcome.

Time: 9 a.m. to 2 p.m. today and Thursday.

Where: Hawley’s Landing, Heyburn State Park.

HEYBURN STATE PARK, Idaho – When the long summer days waned, the women of the Coeur d’Alene Tribe headed out to the mudflats to gather water potatoes.

Stomping barefoot through the marshy ground around Lake Coeur d’Alene, they severed the tubers from the vines, allowing the water potatoes to float to the surface.

Mackenzie Hammond, 11, took part in the centuries-old tradition Tuesday, though she came dressed in waders.

“I found six,” said the Harrison Elementary School student, displaying grubby hands and a baggie of the starchy tubers. “I’m going to take them home and eat them.”

About 120 local schoolchildren joined the Coeur d’Alene Tribe for its annual Water Potato Celebration at Heyburn State Park. The event is a tribal holiday, marking the tuber’s importance in the tribe’s culture.

“It’s the last food harvested in the gathering cycle,” said Raymond Brinkman, a language specialist for the Coeur d’Alene Tribe.

The arrow-shaped leaves of water potato – Sagittaria latifolia is its scientific name – are withered and brown this time of year, but the pink-tinted and grayish-lavender tubers were easy to spot in the mud.

Shrieking kids used shovels and their hands to scoop out the tubers, treating each like a treasure.

The sticky mud was part of the attraction. It sucked away boots and mired ankles in muck. “Don’t stand in one place too long. You’ll get stuck,” adults admonished the kids.

The dig took place at Hawley’s Landing on the southern end of Lake Coeur d’Alene, where the water potatoes are free of heavy metals. The tribe has stopped gathering the tubers in some areas of the lake because of historic mining pollution, said Heather Keen, a spokeswoman for the Coeur d’Alene Tribe.

Digging for the tubers that the Coeur d’Alenes call sqigwts was serious business, Vince Peone told the school kids.

The tribe’s ancestors dried meat, fish and roots, storing up food for the winter, said Peone, a wildlife technician.

“It would have been all work and no play,” Peone said. “Every day, there were survival chores that had to be done.”

Peone got his first taste of water potatoes at a meal where traditional foods were served. “I had to eat them the traditional way: no salt or pepper,” he said. Now, “I like them with a little bit of brown gravy.”

Water potatoes are eaten fresh, roasted, boiled or dried. Consumed raw, they have a crunchy texture similar to chestnuts.

“It’s a beautiful root and it truly defines the Coeur d’Alene people,” said Paulette Jordan, the tribe’s enrollment director.

The Coeur d’Alenes are the only indigenous tribe in the region that lived along lakes and harvested water potatoes, she said.

Jordan, 33, brought her 4-year-old son to Tuesday’s celebration, which was his first time to gather the tubers. Jordan recalled her first water potato harvest. She was in middle school when her dad took her family on an outing to collect them.

Tribal elder Felix Aripa’s memories go back even further – to the 1930s, when his family and other friends and relatives camped at Benewah Lake in the fall.

An old man from the tribe offered up prayers before the harvest began. Aripa’s mom used a special digging tool to find the tubers. It was a staff with elk antlers attached.

While the women gathered water potatoes, Aripa fished with his dad. They saw a muskrat gathering the tubers for his winter store.

“He’s putting his water potatoes away,” Aripa’s dad told him. “Don’t steal from him.”

Aripa was an honored guest at Tuesday’s celebration, providing a link to the tribe’s past with his vivid stories.

“Maybe this is my last water potato harvest,” Aripa said, eliciting an immediate chorus of “No, no!” from those gathered around him.


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