Puerto de Acajutla

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Proceso de la Pesca Artesanal en imagenes

El Puerto de Acajutla es uno de los principales puertos de El Salvador, y uno de sus principales atractivos es el muelle artesanal que surgió para facilitar la pesca en la zona.






Las horas de salida hacia mar afuera son de once de la mañana y de cuatro de la tarde, esto depende de las ordenes que reciban los pescadores.

Con la ayuda de un instrumento llamado garrucha los pescadoresson ayudados a subir al muelle cuando regresan de su labor.

El marisco cuando es traído de mar afuera tiene un proceso de selección y este depende del tamaño y la clase.

Los mariscos, sobre todo el pescado, algunas veces es escamado y cortados por los peladores para luego venderlos.

El comercio se da dentro del muelle, pues las personas que compran el marisco están atentos a la llegada de los pescadores para llevarse la mejor mercancía.


En los alrededores del muelle se observan las lanchas que es el medio de transporte que es utilizado para obtener la mercancía, las cuales son ubicadas en sus lugares correspondientes al regreso del viaje.

4 Comments:

  • Excelentes fotografias y descripcion de la actividad pesquera...Muy buen blog, soy de Chile y me interesa el desarrollo de la pesca artesanal en todo ambito, desarrollo sutentable, es por esto que tu blog me parece que va en buen camino
    Saludos Cordiales

    By Blogger Iñche Claudio, at 8:21 PM  

  • NO entiendo la relacion de Eritrea con el Salvador, vives en otro pais y escribes de tu puerto natal?

    By Blogger Iñche Claudio, at 8:58 AM  

  • hola estuve viendo tu blog y me parece interesante pues somos una empresa familiar que se dedica a la fabricacion de artes de pesca para el sector artesanal denominadas nasas las capturas puedens ser marisco, cefalopodos, peces etc
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    reciba un cordial saludo
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    By Blogger Juan Manuel, at 9:43 AM  

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