05x03 - Newt In My Boot/Old Man of the Lake

[bunniefuu]

Hey, everyone-- it's me, Molly!

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[laughing]: Whooo!

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♪ Discovering the outdoors

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♪ From tundra to the sea ♪

Mahsi'choo-- let's go!

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MOLLY: "Newt in My Boot."

MOLLY: Hiking up a volcano is tough enough.

But add a newt in a cup,

and it's almost impossible.

Yikes!

Wait.

Let's start at the beginning.

Hi, everyone! It's me, Molly!

I'm here with Grandpa Nat at Crater Lake.

Shchada'a!

Want to tell everyone

something cool about Crater Lake?

Sure!

Crater Lake is the seventh- deepest lake in the world.

How deep is that?

, feet.

That's, uh, let me see,

Mollys stacked one on top the other.

[chuckles]

[laughs]: That's a lot of Mollys!

How come we're filming a lake

if your documentary is about volcanoes?

Crater Lake is a volcano.

It erupted about , years ago.

See that island in the middle?

MOLLY: Uh-huh.

That's what's left of the volcano.

Before it erupted, it was over , feet tall.

MOLLY: Whoa!

The eruption was so powerful,

the top caved back in on itself.

[makes eruption noise]

The Klamath people called the lake giiwas,

which means "a sacredplace,"

'cause it's sacred to our people. [phone camera chirps]

It sure is!

Are you Nat and Molly?

Yup.

I'm Dakota.

I'm the park ranger hosting you on your trip

to giiwas National Park.

And this is my son.

I'm Vance!

I'm Molly!

I'm so excited we get to stay with you.

Mahsi'choo.

Oh!

This is for you.

sepk'eec'a.

Thank you! Yes.

sepk'eec'afor the beautiful basket, Molly.

Mahsi'choofor helping with our documentary, as well.

What's it about?

Indigenous ways of knowing volcanoes.

I know the story of how my people,

the Klamath and Modoc, say giiwaswas created.

Want to hear it?

Yes, please!

Oh, hold on, I want to get this for my vlog!

Okay, ready.

Me, too.

There was a god named llao,

who lived under the Earth's surface

at Mount Mazama.

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He had a pointy hat.

llao fell in love with the beautiful loha,

and wanted her to marry him

and live with him in the world below.

loha did not love llao.

She ran to her father, s'kell, a very powerful god,

for his protection up on Mount Shasta.

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llao became very angry and tried to get loha back.

He threw red-hot rocks at Mount Shasta

and s'kell threw rocks back at Mount Mazama.

It was a huge battle!

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llao exploded with lava!

Trees burned.

Lava spewed everywhere!

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But our creator, gmok'am'c,

saw all the damage llao was causing,

and he shoved llao back into the ground.

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He pushed llao so hard, it made a big hole.

Then all this dirt fell in on top of llao,

and it filled with water.

And that's how giiwas was made.

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And that's llao's hat.

Amazing story!

Mahsi'choofor sharing with us, Vance.

That island was llao's hat?

Yup. Today, it's called Wizard Island,

because it looks like a hat.

Some say it's the hat llao left behind.

Grandpa Nat!

Can you steer the drone onto Wizard Island

so we can see it up close?

I sure can!

Since I was able to get a special permit

from the park to fly the drone.

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[beeping] GRANDPA NAT: Uh-oh.

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Low battery?

How is that...

I could have sworn...

Oh.

I never put in the new batteries.

[chuckles]: Oh. Looks like we're taking

a trip to Wizard Island!

Yes! Yay!

[gasps]

This view is amazing.

[phone camera chirps] If the view from Wizard Island

is even better, it must be amazing-amazing.

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Whoa! [water splashes]

[gasping]

Oops! [laughs]

I'm okay.

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[engine starts]

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Shchada'a?

I was thinking about the story of llao,

and it reminded me of the Doe'gwo'ah,

the big snake story from Idaho.

Aha.

They both made lava come out.

So, does that mean Wizard Island

is a cinder cone, like the one in Idaho?

It does indeed!

That's one of the smallest types of volcanoes.

Well, it looks pretty big to me.

[laughs]

Don't worry.

It's dormant, so it won't erupt.

MOLLY: So, we're not gonna see lava?

VANCE: What about magma?

GRANDPA NAT [chuckles]: Nope.

What's the difference between magma and lava?

Magma is molten rock still in the Earth,

and lava is molten rock

that reaches the surface of the Earth.

[water squishing]

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[laughs]: I like the song your boots sing.

Squeak, squish, squeak, squish.

[giggles]: I guess I could dump out the water.

[gasps]

[sighs]

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[gasps]

You had a newt in your boot.

What was it doing in there?

Newts love dark, moist hiding places.

Oh!

This is our very own, and very special,

rough-skinned newt.

[grunts]

Aww.

Will it be okay so far from its home?

This water isn't chlorinated,

so the newt will do fine in here.

But keep the cup shaded, so the water stays cool.

Here you go.

MOLLY: Hang tight, Cutie Newtie.

[giggles]: That's a great name for you.

Once we find Grandpa Nat's drone,

I'll take you right back home.

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[grunts]: Whoa!

Whew!

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[sighs]

[grunts]

[panting]

[moaning]

Whoa!

[yelps]

Whew!

Here.

I can hold Cutie Newtie.

Mahsi'choo,Vance.

[sighs]

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Don't worry.

I think we're near the top.

We're at the top!

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And look!

There's the drone!

We made it! [panting]

Look at this view, Cutie Newtie.

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I bet most newts have never been this high up.

GRANDPA NAT: Looks like a great spot for lunch.

MOLLY: Maybe my sock will dry faster

with my boot off.

[grunting, gasps]

Look! I made some shade for you.

[wind whistling] Thanks, Shchada'a.

Hmm. What do newts eat?

VANCE: Snails,

aquatic insect larva, and insects.

Hmm.

So not sandwiches.

VANCE: No.

But I'll eat any sandwiches Cutie Newtie doesn't want.

DAKOTA:How about you finish that sandwich first?

[wind gusting]

[cup clatters] Oop!

[exhales]

Don't want to litter.

[gasps]: Oh, no!

The wind knocked over

Cutie Newtie's cup!

He's gone!

DAKOTA: The newt will be okay if we can find it.

They're amphibians, and can survive outside of water

for a little while.

Okay.

Let's spread out to look.

Hmm, it couldn't have gone far.

Remember, newts love dark, moist hiding places.

[grunts]: Uh, nope.

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Uh...

Hmm. Huh.

Here, Cutie Newtie.

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[switch clicks]

GRANDPA NAT: Huh.

Um...

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[calling]: I'm sorry, Molly, but I think we have to start heading back.

But we can't just leave Cutie Newtie here all alone.

Once it gets dark, it will be really hard

to find our way home.

[gasps]: There's one place

we haven't looked yet!

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[gasps]

Cutie Newtie!

They really do love dark, moist hiding places.

Let's get you home.

I promised I'd get you back home,

and I did.

Off you go, Cutie Newtie.

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I bet Cutie Newtie

is ready for a nap.

[yawning]: I am, too.

Right after I eat some supper.

What are we having?

Hopefully not snails and aquatic larva,

like Cutie Newtie.

I think I can find something a little tastier.

[all laugh]

Hey, everyone! Molly here to answer your questions

about life outside of Alaska.

Makhi from Alaska asks,

"Have you ever been to a powwow?"

No, but my friends have.

ALL: waq lis?,Molly!

Hi, my name is Iliana.

I'm seven years old.

This is my little sister Kailani. [Kailani exclaims]

I'm Melia and this is my brother Nova,

and we both like to sing and dance at powwows.

MELIA: Our ancestors,

the Klamath, Modoc, and Paiute Band of Snake River,

have lived in the Klamath Basin of Oregon

since time immemorial.

waq'lis?i ?at? How are you all?

Welcome to our home.

This is our dog wokas,

and wokasmeans yellow pond lily in the Klamath language,

and wokas is three years old.

NOVA: My family and I are getting ready

for the Restoration Celebration powwow.

I'm seven years old.

I am learning how to dance

the jingle dress dance style at the powwow.

But my favorite part of being in the arena

is with my little sister Kailani during Tiny Tots.

NOVA: We dance and sing at local powwows.

We learn, are inspired and encouraged

by other dancers and singers.

My mom makes our beadwork

with Klamath basket designs so we can represent our tribes,

and she sews our outfits that we dance in at powwows.

I'm learning to dance the prairie chicken style,

and I was taught that it originated in Northern tribes,

which is now Montana and southern parts of Canada.

[laughs]: My favorite part of Chicken Dance

is when I get to ruffle my feet just like a chicken.

I was taught by my father, Mark McNair,

and many other mentors throughout my life

that we sing with the drum,

and we dance to the same drum as one.

This includes our ancestors

that have carried these traditions and ways

to teach us how to heal,

to pray, and to give thanks,

to always remember that we are all connected.

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ALL: ?on'cee,Molly!

Mahsi'choo!

Thanks for asking,

and see you on our next epic adventure!

MOLLY: "Old Man of the Lake."

[Molly sighs]

I wish you were here to see this, Tooey.

Look!

This is giiwas.

TOOEY: Whoa.

It looks beautiful.

Oh! [audio cuts out]

...something back for me.

[stammers]: Uh, the signal is so bad.

I think you said, "Bring something back for me"?

[audio stutters]: Uh-huh.

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How about this rock?

It looks like Wizard Island.

[audio stuttering]: All right!

[hesitantly]: Uh, Tooey?

[chuckles nervously]: I can't hear you.

I'll call again when I've got a better signal.

[audio stuttering]: Okay-- bye, Molly!

Bye, Tooey!

[button beeps]

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Molly, how's Tooey?

Great.

He says you're so lucky to live here.

A lot of people feel the same way.

, tourists

visit Crater Lake every year.

That's like ten football stadiums full of people.

Whoa.

That's a lot of tourists.

It is.

But for the Klamath, Modoc, and Yahooskin tribes around here,

giiwasisn't a tourist attraction.

It's a sacred place.

For a while, the Klamath and Modoc land

was taken away from them,

and we had to fight to get it back.

Who took it?

Some people in the government.

They took away a lot of our other rights, too,

and gave us no support.

Until we stood up for ourselves

and for what was rightfully ours.

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We weren't recognized as real tribes for a long time.

When your tribes aren't recognized,

that means the tribes have been terminated.

Terminated?

But the Klamath and Modoc people are still here.

That's right, Molly.

We are still here.

Who's ready for dinner?

I am! I am!

[chuckles]: Want to find some firewood?

[grunts]

Sorry about your rights being taken away.

Oh, we got them back.

A long time ago.

Back in . [Dakota laughs]

wasn't that long ago.

Well, it is to me.

I wasn't even born yet.

[chuckles]: That's true.

[kisses]: But we didn't get

all of our rights back. Yeah.

We're still working on getting our land rights back, and...

Uh, what else?

The right to protect our water,

our animals, and our plants.

[pan sizzling]

VANCE: Yeah, that!

That's why we tell tourists visiting to, uh...

What do we tell tourists again?

To appreciate and respect the beauty of the land,

but don't take from it.

MOLLY: Uh...

Don't take what from it?

Anything.

All natural materials

have an important role in the environment.

And if something is removed,

it can disrupt everything.

[hesitantly]: Uh-huh.

We want to protect giiwas for future generations.

Come on, let's go wash up for dinner.

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GRANDPA NAT: Dinner's ready!

Anyone want more beans?

No, thank you-- I'm stuffed.

Um, Vance?

What happens if someone did kind of maybe

take something from giiwas,

not knowing they weren't supposed to?

The Old Man of the Lake comes to get them.

The Old Man of the Lake?

Who's he?

The Old Man of the Lake

lives in his spooky ghost ship on giiwas.

And every night, he rows to shore

in his rotten dinghy.

Plop, plop, plop goes the oars in the water.

Flap, flap, flap goes his soggy coat in the wind.

Slowly, he climbs the steep cliff from the lake.

Squish, squish, squish go his boots.

He walks from tent to tent, watching.

Squish, squish, squish.

Watching what?

Everyone who comes and goes from giiwas.

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And if they've taken anything--

anything-- from this place,

he scoops them up and takes them to his phantom ship

and locks them in an underwater prison.

Forever!

[weakly]: Forever?

And the only way anyone knows you're down there

is from the bubbles coming up from the bottom of the lake.

[thunder crashes] [Dakota laughs]

Is Vance scaring you with one of his stories?

That's okay.

I love scary stories. [laughs nervously]

[tent zipper opens] [both gasp]

Bedtime.

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MOLLY:So...

When you say the Old Man of the Lake

will come and get you if you've taken something,

you mean, like, something big, right? No.

It could be anything.

A twig, a leaf...

A rock?

[yawns]: Yup.

[Vance yawns]

I hope my scary story doesn't keep you awake.

[exhales] Oh, um... [chuckles]

[hesitantly]: It won't.

[switch clicks]

Hey, Vance?

The Old Man of the Lake,

that's just a story, right?

Not, like, real, right?

[sleepily]: Meow.

I like cats more than anything.

[breathes deeply]

Mr. Old Man,

if you're real,

please don't come get me.

I promise I'll put this rock back in the morning.

[tent zipper opens]

Molly, there's someone here for you.

[yawns]: Who?

Come and see.

[bells clanging faintly]

Where are those bells coming from?

[wet footsteps approaching]

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No.

Please, I was going to put the rock back!

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Um...

Um...

[shudders]

[whimpers]: This can't be real.

Boats don't row themselves.

I'll try and visit!

Enjoy your new home!

New home?

[wood creaking]

[exclaims]

But I...

I told you I was going to put it back, remember?

[groans]: I would have done it last night,

but it was so dark.

And, and I was kind of afraid of you.

Here! Take it!

Now!

Too late.

I didn't understand before

about protecting giiwas for the future.

And I know, as soon as Dakota said

people shouldn't take anything,

I should have brought it back right then.

I'm sorry!

Want eggs and...

...sausage for breakfast?

Uh...

Breakfast is ready.

Come and see.

Oh!

[sighs]

[pan sizzling]

Do you want some eggs and sausage?

[stammers]: Yes, Shchada'a.

But I have something I have to do first.

Okay! Hurry back!

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I'm putting this back where it belongs!

Here, with giiwas.

I'm so sorry for taking it.

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[all laughing]

And then I woke up,

and I put the rock right back where I found it.

[laughs]: What a wild dream!

[Dakota laughs]

sepk'eec'a,Molly.

I appreciate you putting the rock back.

I'm sure the Old Man of the Lake does, too.

Did you meet him while you were down there?

Uh, uh...

He's not real.

Is he?

Oh, he's real, all right.

I think you should meet him.

You should apologize to him

face to face.

That's the Old Man of the Lake?

A log?

[others laughing]

A very old log.

It's been bobbing around for hundreds of years.

Where is his ship?

That island of rocks out there.

If you squint your eyes a lot,

it kind of looks like a ship.

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Oh, yeah! I can see it now.

Well, Molly,

ready to head out for our next adventure?

As long as it's not on a sunken pirate ship.

[all laughing]

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