The guest house was situated just back from a stretch of beach about 1.5km in length, terminating in rocky outcrops that at one end you could cut through to another stretch of beach where the sea was a little calmer, ideal for swimming...or body surfing.
On the first morning we saw the fishing boats go out.
From the parked position here.
The boat gets moved to the waters edge and the fishermen wait patiently for the right moment to start pushing the boat into the sea.
The moment arrives and the boat gets pushed into the sea, the fishermen aboard start pushing and paddling with the oars to force the boat through the on coming waves.
Finally over the waves.
And they’re through.
Ready to cast the nets into the water.
Sometime later…
The net was placed by the boats out in the sea along the length of the beach. The net was then pulled into shore by two teams of fishermen (and anyone else standing around).
It seems one man was in charge calling out orders, that’s him at the front. You can see the line of floats of the net on the sea.
Finally the two teams converge and the net is pulled ashore.
There are a crowd of people waiting to see what is the catch of the day…
…but alas the pickings this time are pretty meagre.
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