Just like netting the ponds back home

Last Friday and Saturday I helped my counterpart Sebastian harvest several of his ponds. Together with four of his sons we seined eight ponds, grading and restocking over 500 fish in order to update existing create new inventory records. (It might not look like it from the pictures, but yes, I did actually go into the water and do work when I wasn’t pulling camera duty.)

It was interesting to observe some of the parallels between this past weekend and childhood memories of working on my dad’s fish farm. “Keep the lead line down!” rang out at regular intervals, referring to the weights that prevent fish from escaping beneath the net. Several times an exasperated father could be heard remonstrating with his sons for not using common sense. I guess it doesn’t matter whether you’re in Central California or Sub-Saharan Africa — some things are just universal.

Different places, same old routine

Different places, same old routine

 

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