National Geographic : 1947 Mar
© Lennart Nilsson from Black Star At Suppertime Old Hands Kid the Youngsters Away from Home on Their First Fishing Trip EVERY boy who joins the fleet knows that for a year he will be the butt of many a joke. After that, he may dish it out to newcomers. These men are roughing it in a rorbod, one of many fishermen's shacks which solve the islands' seasonal housing shortage. Built near or over the water, they sleep some 20 men. Six to ten built-in bunks line the walls. Gear and clothing hang everywhere; accommodations are the simplest, but suffice for the short season. Men in partnership, as most crews are, bunk together. Usually they hire a Lofoten woman to cook. A potbellied stove heats the food and warms the hut. Few trees grow on the Lofotens; islanders import wood for building and fuel. Visiting fishermen bring firewood from home and enough food to last until the first catch. Not all fishermen live in rorboder. Some stay with Lofoten friends or relatives; others, in the few rooming houses. Larger boats of recent years accommodate an increasing number of men. The life of Lofoten fishermen, and the boom town feel of the cod season, are caught in the pages of Johan Bojer's realistic novel, The Last of the Vikings. It pictures the days before power boats, but otherwise life in these remote northern islands has changed little. ;8 .,...