The village right up the road from ours is called Kalk Bay. It is, primarily, a fishing village. Each morning the boats go out. Each evening they return with the day’s catch. Dana and I went down to the docks to watch the boats come in and unload.
The boats are unloaded by hand. Each boat’s crew of two or three throw the fish on the dock on a tarp. The tarp is hauled away to the head of the dock.
We watched the fisherman carry whole fish around to restaurants on the dock and load it into pick-ups. Some of the fish are filleted right there.
There is a lot of visiting and joking around as the fishermen, all men that I could see, socialize and drink beer.
We ate our fresh fish, prawns and chips at a dockside restaurant called, “Kalky’s.” Delicious.





