I thought I would give a few highlights of my life as a fish farmer. In 2004, my wife and I purchased some land in NC with the intent of developing it into a commercial fish farm. Being adverse to debt, we did the majority of the labor ourselves during our home time from truck driving, approximately 7 days per month. We cut trees, dug stumps. burned brush, put up 1/2 mile of chain link fence, sunk 2 wells, rented equipment and dug 5 ponds, ran electrical power, and 700 feet of 3" pipe. It took us 4 years before we finally had fish on the place. there were a lot of ups and downs, it is defiantly not a business for the timid. We stocked the farm with channel catfish, hybrid bream, and hybrid striped bass. Over the years we have expanded to include blue catfish, a few accidental koi, and lotus (nelumbo nucifera). We tried a few american eels, and some red swamp crayfish, that didn't work so well. Raising fish seemed like a good plan when we started, we have learned much over the years about the complexity of the process of rearing fish, and presenting those fish to the market. We're no great success but, we do good. Here are a few pictures of the farm (Carolina Coves). I will definately touch on the subject of fish farming from time to time as it really interests me so much.

It's 5:00 AM, That is my wife anchoring the end of a net that
has corralled 900 3lb catfish. We are moving them to our fish out pond.
This is a "Georgia Giant" hybrid bream
It weighed in at a hefty 1lb
This "Chanel Cat" was a decent 7.5lbs
Around here we call that "Medium"
For perspective, that table is 26" wide.
Customer with a nice catch.
We occasionally have catfish that are missing pigment, causing albinism.
This lady holds our farm record for catching them, 4.
Personal policy, automatic release after photos.
Our Pastor and his family, enjoying a day on the banks.
My wife helping the pastors wife land a big one.
We often have this combo, grandfathers showing the
boys how it's done.
My friend Dean, brought this young man on his first fishing trip.
He dresses the part.
On occasion, Idiots run up against mother nature, she wins every time.
We had a pond that was heavily stocked, and procrastinated on moving some of the fish to our fish out pond.
Weeks of hot weather and a sudden cold rain storm cost us about 4,000 lbs of fish.
We were able to give away 2,000 lbs before they died, and this bunch was converted to fertilizer for use on our gardens. Nasty business often times.
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