It is important to develop in the North not only the oil production, but also the fishing. It needs returning the coastal catching of fish and making easier the legalization of a business. By the way, there is a very perspective youth here, they would work. As long as we, the old fishermen, at least two or three of us, are on Dikson, we could teach them what it's all about, for example how to pickle the Arctic cisco. It is a real art indeed! To pickle fish following the books recipes is not the same. However, nobody wants to renew anything. I went to the okrug, there is a fish-inspection there. "Have you ever been to the North?", I asked them. "No, I haven't. What do I need your North and your fish for? ", was the answer. Although the sea is open, the fishermen can't do anything. If I caught some fish today, I would have to call a specialist in Krasnoyarsk and report how much I caught. After that we would call a border guard, he would come, check and write a report. The good thing is that we are allowed to bring the fish to the settlement and draw up a report there and not on the coast, because during the storm it is very easy to lose the whole fish. On the other hand, it makes no difference, it is awful. Luckily, when the fish-factory existed we managed to make merzlotniki (frozen pits – TN) in the rock, where we keep fish now.
Zinaida: And what about selling off? How much does it cost on Dikson? That is the most complicated problem now. Let us suppose that now we can catch a very lot of fish, here we have
the Arctic cisco which is very valuable. But we are so far... How to deliver the fish? It is possible to do that by plane or by ship only, that's all. We are lucky to have found a customer who takes
the fish away for himself immediately. At the same time the volumes are very small, we catch three tonnes of winter fish during one month and a half.
Mikhail: Yeah, the volumes are scanty. We remember the golden years and are very disappointed now. We became a kind of slaves. If it was possible to cast off the bureaucratic yoke, the North would begin to revive. You know, when I came here in 1956 I was 18 years old, the sea was alive with ships. They stayed here in the harbour like people sometimes stay in a queue when they want to buy some valuable goods. When the military ships and icebreakers, which were going to the East, got stuck here for a winter, the music used to play day and night. Even the people like Danilovna and I went to the club for dancing. All the children were outside, the atmosphere was very different. People enjoyed themselves, people lived. Even if they lived in shared houses and didn't have much money, but they lived cheerfully. Nobody had any locks. And now, try to knock until one hears, people die and stay at home for days without being visited and found by their neighbors. A colonel has died recently so... How could it happen that neighbors became so wild?