Reporting from Lake Vänern. Spiken harbour to be precise. And it is time for a trip into another world.
After a perch and red gold lunch, a gang of well-fed journalists dressed in autumn clothes and waterproof gear (and rubber boots) now board a friendly local fisherman’s boat at the quaint little harbour on the island of Kållandsö. A freshwater fishing hub on Lake Vänern. The spot from where vendace roe is fished every year between October 17th and December 17th.
It is notable that here, the locals are in tune with nature (and us journalists look like vacationing penguins in rubber; awkwardly shuffling around independently in small groups and staring). We observe the lakeside Spiken harbour is a little village of industry. Approx. ten fishermen work here full time with roe fishing. On your visit here you can meet with both Petter Nordgren and Kenth Jonsson. The sons of the first roe fishermen at Lake Vänern.
Back to the boat. Our fisherman (Kenth Jonsson) navigates us through a little portion of the massive Vänern to witness where the Vänern roe comes from. He says nothing. He doesn’t have to. Wisdom and a lot of calm times on the lake are written all over his face. We chug along. We see eagles. Misty forested islands everywhere. A fairytale castle in the distance (Läckö). Our noses go red with the refreshing cold. OK. I am lying. It is just cold. We are defrosted with hot äppelmust (warmed, recently freshly-pressed and all-natural local Swedish apple juice). Back at the harbour now. So we shuffle off the boat and await the next adventure.