the other night we went fishing for crayfish with one of our neighbours, Héctor. This involves going out at night to set a wickerwork trap called a NASA (yes, just like the space agency), with some barbecued chicken stomachs or coconut [sic] and collecting it again some time after. We did just that, collecting it the following morning at 6 am, when it’s already light, however, the thing was empty, which was quite an unwelcome surprise. We’ve later been told that we went to pick it up too late and that we should have picked it up earlier, when it was still dark and the crayfish is still eating, also because when it’s still dark the crayfish doesn’t know how to get out of the trap, whereas when it gets light it can see the exit and just disappears.
Here’s a few photos of the experience:
the inexperienced fishermen🙂
the experienced fisherman who mended some holes in the Nasa for us using leftover fibres from the rancho roof
placing the trap at night
the Nasa going underwater like Cousteau’s Nautilus
us, still happy because we’d just set the trap and weren’t yet aware of the huge failure it was going to turn out to be!🙂
There’s no photo of the empty Nasa, because basically it’s the same as the first photo of it. If we’re ever successful with the fishing you shall be informed!🙂