Friday, April 4, 2008

Shrimp Boats at the Bailey Docks

Recently the town of Mt. Pleasant, South Carolina closed the Bailey Docks on Shem Creek because of safety concerns. To many this comes as no surprise as the docks have been in disrepair for a number of years.

Still it reminds us that our seafood industry has fallen on hard times, due mainly to imported farm raised shrimp and soaring fuel prices. But it’s more than a few boats being forced off the docks; it’s a way of life and part of our South Carolina heritage that is being erased.

Years ago the "fleet" at Shem Creek might have been nearly two dozen strong. A forest of outriggers reaching skyward; nets hanging in the humid summer coastal air, boats docked sometimes three abreast at Shem Creek.

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Shem Creek Circa 1976 Photo by Don Burbidge

The summer sounds of shrimp boats unloading the day’s catch dockside, men at work on boats often mixed with dishes clanking together and joyous conversation at seafood restaurants less than 20 feet away.

Shem Creek was the center of the seafood business in Charleston for the longest time and a natural location for seafood restaurants, many of which are now also gone.

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Across the Carolinas, shrimp boats have plied the coastal waters since the early 1900's. Port Royal was once home to one of the largest shrimp processors in the state. Beaufort was once home to several builders of shrimp boats. But since 2000 the number of active shrimp boats in the state has declined by 50% and this year the number of boats is expected to fall by half again.

On Seabrook Island back in the 80’s my brothers and I would rise before day break and count the shrimp boats, that passed by less than 100 yards from shore. The sound of diesel engines would fill the air, bright deck lights illuminated the boats like it was mid day as we watched the deck crews going about their chores, our shore side voyeurism unnoticed. Each boat would slowly pass and then disappear into the faint light of a summer’s dawn.

The Rockville Fleet would be joined by boats from Edisto and Beaufort, Folly and Mt. Pleasant and further up the coast, Georgetown and Murrells Inlet. The lights of shrimp trawlers would greet the day and pace back and forth hour after hour, while beach goers enjoyed a lazy day in the surf.

Offshore the shrimp boats were always a beautiful sight, spotless white hulls and brightly colored pilot houses of red and green and blue, with names like Miss Liberty, Tina Marie, Jennifer Ann and Lady Eleanor. Like girl friends from the past, at a distance beautiful, but often rusty, faded and of poor repair up close.

They are work boats, and the men aboard these boats take pride in what makes a shrimp boat sea worthy, a sturdy deck and a solid keel with plenty of diesel power to keep going straight under the strain of her nets in the water.

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A plastic snow globe from Myrtle Beach features a shrimp boat on a blue plastic ocean. When shook tiny seagulls circle around the trawler like wild snow flakes and then descend to back to rest on the bottom, only to be shook again and again, a tacky plastic souvenir from our cultural past and our heritage that is now being lost.

If you close your eyes you can still hear the sounds of seagulls, as they compete for scraps sent overboard, the rumble of diesel engines hard at work going out for another day of casting nets, sounds that once echoed throughout the low country early each summer morning not so long ago.

4 comments:

Japee said...

I love that fog photo. Thanks for the link.

Anonymous said...

I was named after the Jennifer Ann.

Anonymous said...

Cedar If you click on the Myron A. photo you can see a face in the aft window.

An old guy just looking out the window. Did you know that?

Anonymous said...

i have a boat in st helenas island the tiderunner its docked still at gay fish co (still open has good seafood)