There is definitely not a city but right now, when I look out at sea, all I see are city lights. In the direction I am looking, all I could sail to would be Bermuda but right now I am either looking at a mirage or at city lights. What I am seeing are the lights from boats fishing for herrings. It is an astonishing sight.
While we were sitting in the living room at 6:45, I spotted 15 boats heading out to sea. At first the boats looked small but when Ian looked with the binoculars, it was clear the boats were good sized fishing boats. And they kept coming. Now it appears to be a whole city block all lit up and shining bright. We are told by our fisherman friend Mike that sometimes there would be 100 boats out fishing for herring. When they have caught their limit, each boat comes into the dock and unloads the fish which are sold and shipped to places around the world.
The fish only come to our area for a short time. When the herring are running, the fishermen work long hours. They get to their boat at 4:00 to get the nets ready. They like to get to the fishing ground by 7:00 pm. If they have not met their quota, they quit at 7:00 am. By the time they weigh and unload the catch, then clean the boat, they get home by 10:00, just in time to sleep before heading back to the boat for the next day. The task is exhausting but rewarding. But for us landlubbers, the sight of the city in the middle of the sea is amazing. I am just glad that I get to sleep all night in my warm cosy bed while the fishermen are working all night out at sea. Being a fisherman is not my cup of tea.
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