Fishing with the Karo
Posted by Cris on September 28, 2007
When we were in the Hamer village, we opened the tent we had borrowed from our friends Rumi and Jeurgen to find they had also included a fishing pole. Our guide said that the following night at the Karo village we were going to stay in there was a lake, and we could try to catch some fish for dinner.
Before embarking on our big fishing trip we opened the fishing pole, to see what it consisted of. Here were the contents: a 18 foot pole with no reel, 6 or 8 feet of line, a bobber, a hook, and one lead weight. Hmmm… not the best, but wed make a go of it. So we went to the lake, which we found was flooded. The pole had no way of attatching the line, so I decided to just try the line by itself.
The scene: I, surrounded by 8 or so naked Karo boys, stripped to my drawers and waded into the lake with them. One of them has dug up some larvae to use as bait. We waded and then swam out to a tree, which we climbed into. I baited the hook, threw the line out, and hoped that maybe seven feet from our tree there was a big fish, with small brains, waiting for a juicy larvae to float by. Hopefully he was also blind so he couldnt see my bright white legs in the water, and deaf so as not to hear the boys splashing and playing in the water behind me.
I was really hoping that the crocodiles the Karo kids mentioned earlier, the ones that they decided maybe lived in the lake, either didnt like to eat farenjis or didnt really exist. Bugs, crickets, and spiders in the water greatly appreciated using me as a drydock breifly before being flicked back into the water. Needless to say, our fishing trip quickly deteriorated into a water fight and then me helping the boys launch themselves into the water.
The croc verdict was that yes, there were crocs in the lake, but they dont often frequent that area, since thats where people gather water and the crocs know theyll be shot if they go there. How the crocs know this, I dont know. A croc education program? Fliers dropped into the water from canoes by the fishermen?
Amy stayed on the bank, playing photographer. Anyhow, it was a nice refreshing dip in the cool, buggy water. Hopefully I didnt catch bilharzia.