perjantai 5. syyskuuta 2014

September 4th

1 am.

On tonight first shot we had it all in our nets:
Sawfish, stingray, bunch of useless fish, a blacktip reefshark the size of me, sea snake and the saddest sight so far, two dead dolphins... Nothing else had made me feel sad so far on the nets. Not a big mantaray or anything. But looking at the empty dead eyes of those two unfortunate fellas made me feel sorry for them. They shouldn't even be out so far where we are fishing.
In the morning I have to take some pain killers again, because its pick up the net, move 300+ kilos of fish from snap to freezer room and cut the catch of the night.

But first few hours of shut eye.

September 1st

Unloaded another couple of metric tons of quartered grey mackerel today and again we are already heading back out to get some more. No rest for the wicked. Or fishermen.
I got to drive the boat for a while again today. It's not like the first Mickey Mouse cartoon. With these modern day technology you just sit your ass down, watch the radar for possible other boats, with setting to 3 nautical miles you would see them early enough. Take a look at the sounder screen for the fun of it. 10 meters. Deep enough. And make sure the boat stays on course on the plotter map on a computer screen. Adjust degree or two on the autopilot when needed.
5 more weeks on the boat I have left. With coming and going (mostly coming) pains on my right arm and nice allergic reaction from the fish slime/scales on the left making sure I don't get to operate on full health, I should keep myself on the edge for the time being.

This time off the backpacking scene has been nice, but I start to miss some human contact. Only time I see other people are when we are on port offloading and that is only other fishermen. They are not the most sociable group I must say. Or maybe it's just me. Or the fact that I'm a mere deckhand and not even Australian.

I've been thinking about Finland lately. I miss my mom, would love to sit down for a dinner with my dad. Go see my grandma, cousins, aunts and uncles.
And I miss few friends back there. Sisters Salminen and their counterparts and a bunch of Mikkeli originals to name a few.
I wonder if my bottlemail ever reached Pulteri or Kahvilla...


But I just love travelling life. So for the time being I can only hope any of the beforementioned will surprise me by letting me know that they are coming to a holiday somewhere near me. To spend a night or two with them would make my day. Would make much more than that actually...

August 26th

Land ho!
I have managed to get a Carpal Tunnel Syndrome on my right hand. Brobaply from cutting the fish since the table is just that bit too high for my height or something. Last night I woke up with the worst pain so far. It's way more than from a broken bone for example. My fingers go all numb and it feels like your tendons are being showered with needles and are ready to pop out from the palm of your hand. And the pain goes all the way up to your elbow.
So 7 am. I got up and decided to go see a doctor. When captain Bruce came down from the pier he told me that we need to move fast. They gonna do some maintenance on the wharf so we need to pull out in 2 hours. Ok, plan B. Hit the pharmacy and get the strongest painkillers and muscle relaxants available and go with that. In the shopping centre I stand in front of the pharmacy door in dismay. Opening hours 9-18. Fuck.

So now we are already heading back out again and all I can do is hope that we have some medication in our first aid kits that helps me through this run. If not, I will get my pain treshold up because I have no other choice. It's not like I'm gonna stop working.

August 24th

Happy Birthday to me!

Still out on the sea. Seems like this trip is going to be just over 2 weeks. I think in three days time we will be going to the harbour to unload.
The mackerel has been coming in nice and steady and in big numbers, which is good. I'm getting faster and better at my job which means I don't get cursed at anymore, which is also good. So life is good.

I have been thinking about Koh Rong lately and how I miss the place. Not the work but the wibe of the place itself. I want to go back there. I want to go be a boatboy for free for some of the nice boat drivers there.
I also want to go to India. To see Rajastan and Varanasi. And to go hiking in the Himalayas.

And I haven't done any of the ”must-do” things in Australia yet. There is Uluru (Ayers Rock), Great ocean road, Fraser Island, Byron Bay and so much more.
If I travel around here after I hop off this boat I am afraid I don't have enough money to do anything else when I leave the country. Except to go back to Finland and start working again.
If I am lucky this gig will spawn me another season fishing for something else. Maybe my captains son knows a boat I can go on working for the scallop season. That would give me more chance of income and it ends in December, so I would have more money to possibly do more than one of the options I have...

But time will show.

EDIT:
While sitting on the railing on my tiny spot between the net reel and the sea waiting to put on floater bubbles on to a net speeding past me faster than one meter per second, I had a time to think before the boat reached it's desired fishing spot. I will just play this out first and see what the end result is. No use for me to start getting ahead things even if I feel the travelbug itching on me harder every day.
Maybe it would be a good idea to do some research on India before just rushing off. Koh Rong will be there for me if I want to get back there. And who knows what future brings anyway?

For now it's still 45 days until the fishing season ends here.

August 18th

I was supposed to write a post when I get back on mainland for the whole fishing business but I have to do an update so I won't forget. I am now on my second trip out. First lasted 11 days and this will probably be the same. We are anchored in a small cove with few other boats because the sea has been little rough past couple of days. 2 nights ago before my captain decided to come here picking up the net was like working while riding a rollercoaster.
Today was a birthday of one of the deckhands of another boat here. 18 he turned. Young fellas. We went to the beach and had a little BBQ on a campfire. Very nice spending few hours off the boat. There was a crocodile slide on the beach. So at least 1 of them lives here. No swimming in the sea. Also many bullsharks and hammerheads around. Can find some tigersharks also in the area. Plenty of reasons to stay out of the water.

If some one had told me few months ago that I would be manhandling sharks big enough to swallow my arm I would have laughed at them. But when you grab a hammerhead by its ”hammer” it gas no chance to bite you.
And big bullsharks we don't get on board. Just shoot them with a shotgun to get them from eating through the nets.
Stingrays I don't touch. Not the big ones at least. Apparently the sting is very painful and can take you to a hospital.
Sawfish get caught up on the nets also. That is a no pick up species, but the only way to get them of the net is to saw off the ”saw”. Sawing a saw off a sawfish.

Maybe I should describe a normal 24 hours on the boat so you get a little picture on what I am actually doing:

6am.-7am. And onwards: Waky Waky! Time to have a cup of tea.
Reel the net back in from the last shot of the night. All 600 meters of it. Hope for Mackerel and nothing else. In case of sharks cut off the dorsal-, back- and the lower part of the tail fin to be frozen while we drive to anchor point. In case of edible size (black tips or small hammerheads) sharks cut off rest of the tail fin. The captain hasn't sold a fin in 3 years but keeps them anyway in case they start selling again. If there is only few sharks I get to cut the head off and gut them.

After anchoring pull all the frozen fish out of the trays in the snap freezer and bag them. Move to freezer room (-30 degrees celsius).
Breakfast time!

After breakfast cut, quarter and pack the mackerel in to metal trays averaging 11kgs each. Put in the snap freezer. I am in charge of quartering and packing. If I have a slow day my beloved captain will surely let me know about it. He is a kind of person that doesn't apparently believe in positive feedback. I guess 35+ years in fishing does that.

Around midday to 2pm. : Processing if the fish should be done by now. All left to do is clean all the boxes, baskets, knives and cutting boards used in the process. And scrub the surroundings of the working area on the deck. Free time until Tea (dinner). Down to my bed I go to watch movies on my laptop.

5pm. Tea time! Second meal of the day. Usually after this is time to pull the anchor and shoot the net out for the first time.

Around midnight: Lets see what we got, shall we? Reel the net in, take out the fish (which is hopefully mackerel and not big hammerheads) and put them in the brine tanks. If there is less than 30 trays of fish, shoot the net out again.

3am-4am: Time to check what the second shot of the night gets us. If still not enough, shoot the net out again. These shots with 10-20 trays of fish in it only take around 1 hour to pick up. Unless I am again ”fucking around wasting time”. Luckily I am starting to get a hang of how to put the net on the reel evenly so I don't get told off from that too often. Only when I am too slow picking out the fish.

7am: Waky Waky! And it all starts over again.

Timetables are subject to change. Sometimes we keep the net in the water for a longer time on one go and do only 2 shots, sometimes skip the first shot, and IF we get enough fish on the first or second shot, we pull to the anchorage and start cutting the fish straight away. In the night.

So yes, my Australian adventure has surely started.
The fishing season ends 6.9. Remains to be seen if my captain kicks me off the boat before that or if I jump ship fed up taking shit. But I think he is like that by nature. And I am polite enough person not to go all out on 64 year old guy who somehow reminds me of my grandfather. I bite it and scream and curse at him in my mind.


ps. There is absolutely nothing I can spend money here. I pay 20$ a day for food (taken out of salary) while on board. And when we go shopping I can choose what ever snacks I want. And the food he cooks is good.   

Fishing diaries

I am sitting in Heritage Resort hotel here in Weipa having a cold beer and my first WiFi connection since starting the job on the fishing boat. And my first day off. And it tastes good!
Soon it will be a year since I left Finland and it kinda feels funny. Wonder all the things that have happened there? I read from an email that my cousin is getting married soon. Big hugs and all the best for them!

I will post a string of post what I wrote down while on the boat. Still no camera so unfortunately no pictures. Those have to wait until I finish my trip and get back to civilization. And camera shops.

By the way. If any of you readers have suggestions or interests on what you would like to hear what is not here, don't be afraid to ask.