Fishing on Gor

Trap is made of wands in the stream
Wands set in V shape, to guide fish to the narrow opening at bottom of V
Second set of wands act as barrier to allow fish to be caught in small space
I stood in the swift stream, the water coming to somewhat above my knees. I had tied the camisk up about my waist, with the binding fiber.
Hands poised, I scrutinized the silver form turning in the clear water.
It swam near the fence of small wands which Ute had thrust into the bottom of the stream, and turned back, as though puzzled.
My hands dove for it, clutching. I touched it. There was a churning of water. I drew back my hands, with a cry of disgust. With a spattering of water and a flurry of pebbles the swift, squirming body twisted away.
I stood up again.
It was not likely to escape.
I stood within Ute’s structure of wands. It consisted of two parts. The first, a few feet upstream, was in the form of a "V," which had an open bottom, which pointed downstream. This formed a funnel of wands, such that a small swimming creature could easily enter it, but would not so easily find again the opening to escape. The second part of the structure was a simple, curved fence of wands a few feet downstream of the first, forming the downstream wall of the trap.
Ute was hunting. She had also set snares. She had used the pieces of binding fiber which had, by means of the perforations, fastened our throat straps on us.
I again began to stalk the silver body in the trap.
Captive

My hands now poised themselves over the silverish body in the water before me.
I clutched again. This time I caught the thing, squirming, horned, scaly. It thrashed about. I could not hold it. It was too terrible to feel! With a slap of its tail it slithered free and darted away, downstream, but then, halted by the barrier of wands, turned and, under the water, motionless, faced me.
I backed away, toward the open end of the "V", which pointed downstream.
Captive

Men cast net along side of ship, hauling in parsit fish
Man fishes with hook & line, using vulo liver as bait, for white-bellied grunt, a large game fish
Three other men of the Forkbeard attended to fishing, two with a net, sweeping it along the side of the serpent, for parsit fish, and the third, near the stem, with a hook and line, baited with vulo liver, for the white-bellied grunt, a large game fish which haunts the plankton banks to feed on parsit fish.
Marauders

The men with the net drew it up. In it, twisting and flopping, silverish, striped with brown, squirmed more than a stone of parsit fish. They threw the net to the planking and, with knives, began to slice the heads and tails from the fish.
Marauders

We could smell fish and the river. Through the fog we could see men moving about, here and there, some low wooden huts. Several of the men must be fishermen, already returning with a first catch, who had hunted the river’s surface with torches and tridents at night. Others, with nets, were moving down toward the water. We could see poles of fish hanging to the sides.
Captive