Hunting whales with rowing boats and spears
Commercial
whaling was banned in 1986, but a remote Indonesian village is one of
the few places still hunting whales using traditional methods.
From their homes perched on the slopes of a volcano, villagers look out over the Indian Ocean, watching the water intently.A spout of water shoots up and cries of "baleo" echo across the mountain. A whale has appeared.
This is Lamalera, a village of 2,000 people and one of the last communities to hunt sperm whales in the traditional way, with harpoons and ropes.
They use similar methods to Western whalers in the early 19th Century - when crews travelled great distances in search of whales and their blubber for oil - and long before some species were hunted to near extinction.
"Even though they were very experienced... there was still that sense of we were in very severe danger," says writer and explorer Will Millard, who spent a month in Lamalera.
The hunt was "horrible" to watch as a Westerner with conservation ideals, says Millard. But unlike industrial-scale hunting, where the animals were easily caught and processed to an unsustainable level, he feels this was at least a fair fight.
"In Lamalera you felt the balance of power rest with the whale until the very end," he says.
After the whale is spotted, there is a mad sprint to the water. The first boat to harpoon the whale gets the best portion of the animal.
At the front of each vessel is the lama fa, the lead harpooner.
Some families are known for producing good lama fa, other men work their way up to the position after being water bailers or spotters.
"You'd see young boys - six, seven, eight - throwing little hoops in the sea," says Millard - they practice jumping into the water and hitting the inside of the hoops with long sticks.
"If you have any kind of trouble at home, any type of negativity or negative thought you're not allowed to go to sea," he says. "It's deep superstition."
While the hunting methods are similar to Western whaling in the 19th Century, the Lamalerans' relationship with the sea is quite different.
At the right moment, the lama fa leaps into the water, using the force of his own body weight and the iron tip of the bamboo harpoon to pierce the thick skin of the sperm whale.
If the lama fa is successful, the boat will be connected to the whale by a rope at the end of the harpoon. The whale may try to dive deep to escape, putting the boat and the crew in danger. And the lama fa must scramble back into the boat.
"You are being towed at quite a speed and you're out of control," Millard says. Western whalers knew it as "the Nantucket sleigh ride".
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"The grim realty is it's basically a waiting game, a very dangerous waiting game," Millard says. "People have been dragged out to sea for entire nights. There's been examples of guys who got dragged almost out to Timor [about 120km away] - and ate their own clothes to survive."
Other times, whales have destroyed boats entirely - one crew from Lamalera swam 12 hours to safety.
The animal is then brought back to the beach, where people are rewarded with a share based on their role. Men and women carve away blubber and dissect the whale - every piece is used, from the ribs to the heart.
One whale can produce enough meat to feed the entire community. During the hunting season which lasts several months, it can been weeks between whale kills - or in the case of Millard's trip - many can be killed in a single hunt.
They hunt for their own food stores and for barter with other villages, and sperm whales are not as endangered as other species.
But Lamalerans also catch manta rays and other large fish beyond subsistence levels - some of which they sell for cash.
The future of the hunt is unclear - many of the most talented lama fas are aging, and overfishing in the area could limit the food supply that brings the whales past Lamalera so regularly.
And the outside world is calling. The village was connected by a road a decade ago.
"People become aware of the fact that there is a easier life with a cash economy - goods and services and education that they can't get in Lamalera and that is a major draw card," Millard says.
"It's obviously a hell of a lot safer way of making a living."
At
one point I was caught between two running ropes. Suddenly this was all
very real indeed. They squeezed my waist as the lines screamed out in
hot pursuit of the whale. I made it to the back of the boat OK, but
nowhere was really safe. Seconds later the Nantucket "Hand of God"
hovered in the air above the boat, the whale's tail momentarily poised
to obliterate us all. I have no idea how long it took to die but it felt
like forever.
Aloo had warned me it was "life and death out there", but until you have sat in that boat you can't really appreciate the gravitas of those words.
Aloo had warned me it was "life and death out there", but until you have sat in that boat you can't really appreciate the gravitas of those words.