From Secret of the Dance by Andrea Spalding and Alfred Scow:

I knelt in the prow and stared and stared at the coastline.

"I see it!" I yelled.

Father smiled and turned the wheel.

"Ghi'lakas'la," Shouted the watchers posted at the entrance.

"Welcome!" "Ghi'lakas'a," we called.

Our voices echoed along the cliffs. The inlet narrowed. The mountains were the highest I'd seen. Our fish boat seemed very small.