We left our overnight mooring at 8 o’clock and after a splendid breakfast of fresh pineapple, apple, grapefruit, muscat grapes, guava, banana, watermelon, pancakes with honey, French toast, chocolate muffins and coffee, we cut across the width of the lake. It’s huge. The first fishermen we came across were those catching small mussels – they use a pole with a rake and box on the end and scrape the lake bed to work them free. These canoes usually held one man, occasionally two, and were ‘powered’ by a long pole. Next we came across fishermen catching ‘black fish’. These canoes hold five or six men, each with a paddle (occasionally one with a long pole) and to fish, first they sighted the black fish in the water and then caught it using traditional method. A far
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