The sustainability of wild cod
In today's environmentally conscious climate it's more important than ever for operators to understand the provenance of ingredients they source for their kitchens from around the world.Tom Vaughan joined Sodexho on an educational trip to learn more about one much-politicised ingredient - wild cod
Karen Carpenter may have eulogised about it, but in truth, the top of the world is an unforgiving place. In the Norwegian fishing port of Havøysund, 10 miles south of North Cape and 20 miles north of Hammerfest, the world's northernmost city, fishermen are braving the freezing rain to unload their catch on to the factory quay. Presumably it's only the tiredness that's stopping them carrying on longer, because at this time of year the light stays through midnight.
It's only hours since the cod stacked on the factory quay was swimming in the jet black waters of the Barents Sea, but in five days' time it will end up on a plate in England.
Caterer joined 11 members and affiliates of Sodexho UK on an educational trip to Norway and, through the seasickness, fishing wagers and endless filleting, came to grips with one much-discussed ingredient and the geographical, political and human journey that it goes through to reach our plate.
Havøysund isn't the most accessible of locations. We had reached the town via a couple of two-hour flights, from Heathrow to Oslo, then on to Tromsø, followed by a 45-minute journey over bright mountains in a plane that closely resembled a Volvo with wings, and a three-hour ferry trip through barren fjords. By the time we reached the small quay late on Tuesday morning we'd spent much of the previous two days travelling.
We boarded two miniature fishing boats, chefs on one, non-chefs on the other, and had a NKr100 (£8.50) bet on which vessel would catch more. On the outside, the boats looked like ramshackle dinghies, but on the inside had the sophisticated gadgetry of an Apollo shuttles. GPS, thermal ultrasound, satellite phones - if there was cod, codling or even a Nazi U-boat out there, we'd find it.
Our fisherman, Svein, knew the cod's movements like the back of his hand. This time of year they stay further out to sea, he said, up in more open waters. After two unsuccessful casting sessions, and a bout of seasickness from two of our party, the classic method of spotting seagulls proved the key to tracking down the shoals. Both seagulls and cod feed on codling so where there's one, there's bound to be the other.
Each fish we hauled in, Svein cut through the artery below the gills, leaving it to bleed to death. It's not a pretty sight, especially when the larger fish gather energy for one last struggle before the end, or, in the case of one fish, it spends its last moments wearing a hook speared through its head like a jaunty hat as no one could rip it out.
But having seen the produce of trawlers on the factory floor the previous day, a lot of which, eyes bulging, had been crushed to death when the nets were dragged from the water, and also having experienced the sheer size of the shoals in the sea, you can appreciate the argument that catching the fish by line is not only a more sustainable means, but ensures far better produce.
And as to whether there's any discernible difference between farmed and wild cod, having seen the hundreds of farmed cod endlessly circling in their enclosures, with the odd dead fish floating below the water, it's hard not to get excited when reeling in an enormous, shiny wild specimen, codling still in mouth as its final meal is cut short.
Our small four-hook lines pale in comparison with Svein's huge lines, fixed on a motorised spool, with more than 2,000 hooks between them. A day's catch will produce hundreds of fish. Once the haul is on board, the little boat will set off on the same journey we enjoyed - or didn't enjoy in some cases - to the factory. Here the fishermen will deposit their catch, which is meticulously noted. A boat the size of Svein's has a total allowable catch of 18 tonnes each year (including by-catch) under Norwegian fisheries laws.
Sailing past derelict villages on the journey home, all abandoned when the cod temporarily dried up in these waters, you can see that sustainability isn't just about ensuring we've got fish to batter on a Friday night, but has huge social repercussions as well. With Svein receiving NKr30 (£2.50) from the factory for each 1kg of cod he catches, which could amount to as much as NKr540,000 (£45,000) if he maximised his quota, the regulations don't have too much effect on him.
But it's a different story for Roger Sørenson, regional director of Aker Seafoods' factory in Hammerfest. The restrictions on his two trawlers mean he's able to send only one out at a time, and he has a factory full of staff to pay.
Sustainability might be a very modern movement in some countries, but not in Norway, says Edmund Mikkelsen, senior market analyst of groundfish at Norge Seafood from Norway. "Even before anyone used the word sustainability, there was a focus among fisherman on preserving stocks and not overcatching," he says. "The fishermen are under strict regulations on not only how much they can catch but also on what they can throw away, but they're used to it. There are always people unhappy about a law but, for the majority of fishermen, it's in their interests to ensure they have quotas for the next year."
The fish will often come to the factory floor late in the afternoon, and having been put on ice, will hit the production line early the next morning. In many cases they'll even arrive the same morning. A machine fillets each cod and delivers the meat to the lines of factory workers, each armed with a filleting knife, who in five seconds have the fish trimmed and back on the conveyor belt. Any unwanted meat is pushed on to a separate belt for use in fish cakes. It's not the most romantic of jobs, standing by a conveyor belt slicing cod ad infinitum. But in a town as small and remote as this, it's a vital source of employment for the inhabitants, without which it might not survive.
Late that same afternoon the trucks appear and the cod fillets, boxed and packed in ice, are loaded to start a two-day road journey to Copenhagen. They will go on the market on the morning of day four in their journey from sea to plate. Suppliers in England will buy the quantity required and they'll be back on the open seas again, this time on a ship towards Grimsby, where, again, they'll be on the market on the morning of day five. Bought one last time by direct suppliers to restaurants, the fillets will be in a chef's fridge that same morning, and on a customer's plate by dinner time, five days and more than 1,500 miles later.
Species | TAC (tonnes) | Norway TAC | Coastal fleet vessels (less than 90ft) | High sea vessels (+ 90ft) |
North-east Atlantic cod | 44,5000 | 199,500 | 123,158 | 76,342 |
North-east haddock | 150,000 | 74,050 | 37,647 | 36,403 |
Mackerel (North Sea & Atlantic) | 500,000 | 128,215 | 25,000 | 103,215 |
Atlanto Scandic herring | 890,000 | 542,900 | 186,200 | 356,700 |
North Sea herring | 341,063 | 96,732 | 7,360 | 89,372 |