Top: A commercial fishing boat catching shrimp off the coast of South Carolina. Above:
Shrimp from the Elaina May come off a conveyor belt to be weighed and boxed.
“It’s about a 10-hour run up to the
Sound,” Buddy Davis says. “Then we
work three or four days before we run
them back home.”
But when they are trawling on the water,
with their nets extended and filling with
shrimp, it’s the greatest job in the world.
“It’s in my blood,” Hostetler says.
“When it’s peaceful, when it’s going good
and you’re catching a few shrimp, it’s
great. You couldn’t ask for no better.”
That’s what keeps Buddy Davis going
out, year after year. He might be 77, but
he has no plans to retire.
“I just want to go, I’ve just got to go,”
he says. “It’s peaceful out there. It sure is.
It ain’t like being out there on that high-way.
You just feel free. I’m my own boss.
I don’t have to listen to anybody. I do
what I please.”