Soon our village lake will be harvested…

car-crapThey have been harvesting all the lakes. We are at the end of the system of lakes, thus last to be harvested. Yesterday they started to drain the lake. You can hear the roar of the water as it is sucked out the exit tube. They do it slow and steady, so the fish do not get taken out with the flow, but it still is sounding like a jet engine in the distance…

Therefore, soon you will have images of them harvesting the carp crop. I have a tripod and will set the big camera up and I plan on taking a video of them as they go through the process with the harvest…

The carps are huge and this is one of the biggest temporary lakes they have. They have three lakes that never get emptied. I noticed that the lakes that never get emptied are lakes that have natural water sources. The lakes that are used just during the summer are lakes they pump water from the river to fill…

I could have taken images at any time of this process, for they are harvesting the other lakes now. The water is being drained in dozens of small lakes and the fish are being sold. The roads are destroyed by the huge trucks with tanks that come to get the fish. I want to record our harvest, not the other lakes though…

I studied the carb business in Russia this summer and from what I am seeing and reading, the carp business has never been better. It is considered better than money (any money) for trade. Carp can be dried, salted, sugared, stewed, baked, fried and a hundred other things and ways. Carp is food and home-grown food…

That is why I am learning to utilize the carp as the Russian Villagers do and save it for the winter time as dried and cured fish. I still am stigmatized by my past and the dislike for carp as a food fish. I remember the hate toward carp and actually other fish as an edible food. I also remember as a little child and I caught a carp…

The words ring in my ears forever, as this huge white guy sitting nearby bellowed “Throw that damn #$@^ away, you little #$@^! Only Negroes eat carp!”  as he spit on the ground in disgust…

Now the interesting part is; I got spanked for catching that carp! And it was pointed out to me that only those people on the opposite side of the lake ate carp! Yes our lake had a black side and a white side. I guess someone forgot to tell that to the carp I caught. I was told to never catch a fish like that again. My dad spanked me, thus, I hated (harsh word) abhorred carp, until I came to Russia… 🙁

Yes, I did a lot of things like that as I grew up! What a bad boy I was!

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

About Кайл Китон

A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is Russian and she puts up with this bear of a man and keeps him in line...Thank God for my sweetie and Russia...Кайл Китон