Pacifica State Beach, California, 7am
I’m in the car park after a surf. A man pulls up next to me and starts unloading his car. He’s in his 50’s, Chinese, solid build. Wrapping his face with a cloth? Oh, a fisherman!
No! (Laughs) Fishing!
What do you catch?
Perch. Stripe Bass.
What do you do with them?
I don’t sell them. I give them away to the [muffled].
The garage. Mechanic. I give him fish, he keeps my car running.
As long as car keeps running (pats his van) he will keep getting fish.