Swimming yesterday morning I watched all the boats out lobster potting so coming home I rang my uncle, who was…yep out lobster potting. I nagged him to let me go along next time, even though I’m a girl, he said sure thing.
Early this morning my cousin picked me up. His friends had warned him about bringing women folk fishing, saying we wouldn’t catch a thing. Lucky me my relatives don’t believe in silly old superstition.
My uncle steered while my cousin hauled in the pots (hummertinor in Swedish and kuber in island dialect). Crabs, lots of starfish but no lobster. Apparently there is rope that sinks and rope that floats. Every islander know to use the sinking rope or it can float up and get caught in someone’s propeller. While they are swearing about stupid towns people using floating rope, one gets caught in the propeller. Bad thing, they had to turn the propeller off and we started drifting, luckily it was calm sea. Cousin saved the day by cutting the rope and fished the boj up (the round thing that floats and shows you where you’ve dropped your lobster pot, maybe it’s called the same in english?), in dialect it’s weler. By law you have to write your name and phone number on the boj so it didn’t take extensive detective skills to find out who’s it was. Bet the guy wasn’t too happy finding it hanging on his mailbox.
Then, lo and behold, a lobster! and one more! They both agreed on that maybe having women folk on the boat wasn’t too bad, their luck had doubled since the day before.
On the way home my uncle took a route where they had seen lots of seals, I had told them earlier that I’d only seen two before, suddenly there were seals everywhere! Like little black bojs popping up and down the surface. Perfect finish to a fantastic trip! Actually a great thing to was watching the great teamwork between father and son and hearing the lingo. If I hadn’t grown up hearing the island dialect from my gran and sometimes my mum I wouldn’t have understood one word.
Even more perfect was the meal in the evening. Crab soup with veg from the garden, crab meat and garlic gratinated lobster. It looked so good I completely forgot to take a picture and it tasted fabulous!