Roger Grace

Passionate about paua

Esteemed for both its gastronomic virtues and the surreal beauty of its shell, paua is our mollusc supreme. But pressure on the resource-especially from poachers-means that the days of gathering a free feed of shellfish from the rocks may be numbered.

Written by       Photographed by Gerard Hindmarsh and Darryl Torckler

Just for a few moments picture yourself as a paua. Visualise yourself gliding into the tide slow and steady. Get tactile with that rock as you start tearing off some tasty algae with your rasp-action teeth.

Uh, oh. A starfish bullyboy on a hungry prowl triggers your one big muscle into a super-spasm as you cling on for dear life. You are famous for your tenacious grip. Maori used to compare their most determined war­riors to paua upon the rocks, able to overcome their opponents with stub born strength.

Hold on until the danger is well past. Then unwind. Snack on a little extra algae before changing wave pat­terns deliver a warning of turbulent seas to come. Not only will that mean it is harder to hang on to your rock, but swirling sand may clog your gills in diabolical irritation. You must seek the safety of deeper water.

You’ve learned the rhythms of the ocean, and moving to that pulse is a breeze to you. When the surge goes your way, relax your foot muscle and skate the slippery algae a few centimetres. When the surge reverses, kick-start that muscle and hang on!

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Ten metres down, amid tangled trunks of kelp, is about as deep as you ever go. Food is scarce here, your favourite drift algae few and far be­tween. There is little time to eat, any­way, as you tuck down tight hatches battened, so to speak riding out rough seas beneath a rocky ledge.

Climbing out of your twilight zone when the storm has passed stopping frequently to graze greedily on lush slopes of algae could take several days. There is no hurry: unusually low spring tides are keeping you from ven­turing too high.

In any event, you’re not much of a venturer. Over the course of a year you will roam no more than a kilometre of coastline, although your daily dances with the tides mean you actually crawl many times that distance.

It’s a placid life, but the warming waters of early summer will really get you going. If you are a male paua, you will eject millions of sperm into the swirling water column. You hope some of them will meet and fertilise the multitude of tiny eggs simultaneously being sown by nearby females.

Oh what fun to be (a paua) beside the seaside!

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Unless, of course some hungry human like me comes along and prises you off with a bent screwdriver. Thumbs you roughly out of your shell, at the same time twisting off your guts. Bites out your jaws, Maori style, or beats you tender, then cuts you into strips and fries you in butter with garlic and slivers of bacon, European style.

Served with a dash of lemon, paua has to be the richest seafood my addicted taste buds can get a handle on!

But gastronomy is not the only way to think of paua. Most New Zealand­ers, subconsciously at least, would hold paua up there with that cluster of natu­ral symbols we have come to associate with nationhood: kiwi, tuatara, silver fern and the rest. Uniquely ours. The fiery palette of polished paua shell has long transcended the souvenir shops to become an artistic icon beyond com­pare: the opal of the South Seas.

Dominating the underside of a paua is the velvety black foot, the front of which is divided into two lobes that stretch forward and contract alter- nately. The animal glides forward on a film of mucus with an action not dissimilar to a person shuffling across carpet with their feet tied. The paua’s snout is visible as a grey ring, within which are the pale coloured jaws. Inside the jaws is the radula-a “tongue” bearing sharp, chitinous teeth, with which the paua rasps larger seaweeds into digestible morsels or scrapes algal films from the rock.

How attitudes change! I can still recall my shock-horror reaction when I first saw a photo of Fred and Myrtle Flutey’s living room, the last image in Robin Morrison’s acclaimed photo-book The South Island of New Zealand From the Road. Hundreds of paua shells attached to the walls where the wallpaper should have been! To my mind, nearly 20 years on, Bluff’s paua­shell house (see page 86) may as well be a national monument. Here’s to paua kitsch, ashtrays and all, as an integral part of the New Zealand tradition! And don’t tell me you never sat on one of those paua-inlaid toilet seats when you had the chance!

But let’s go back to that tender lump of paua meat, esteemed by potency-conscious Asians who are impressed by concepts of longevity and big muscles. No wonder paua has become the black gold of our export market. In more recent times, paua flesh has been bringing in something like $80 mil­lion a year in foreign exchange, almost entirely from markets in Asia.

If you’ve ever taken a trip out to the coast and picked your personal daily quota of 10 paua off the rocks, paid for in effort rather than money, it is a mind-boggling leap to comprehend what the shellfish can end up costing consumers overseas. Half a dozen good-sized paua can fetch upwards of $200 in Japan, and that’s before the chef gets his hands on them.

Last year, at a seafood banquet at the prestigious Hong Kong restaurant The Forum, chef Yeung Koon Yat (nicknamed the “Abalone King”) of­fered his signature dish of braised whole dried New Zealand paua for $1-1K10,000 (around $2000) a serving.

Given Asia’s present financial woes, I can’t imagine too many queuing up for paua at that price. But even in New Zealand, restaurants pay $90 a kilo­gram for paua, and frozen paua at that.

Abalone worldwide prefer temperate to tropical waters, and paua grow much larger in the southern North Island and South Island than they do in the Hauraki Gulf, where almost no specimens reach the minimum legal size of 125 mm. This pile of discarded shells at Makara Beach, near Wellington, bears testimony both to the abundance of the shellfish and a beach barbecue long past.
Abalone worldwide prefer temperate to tropical waters, and paua grow much larger in the southern North Island and South Island than they do in the Hauraki Gulf, where almost no specimens reach the minimum legal size of 125 mm. This pile of discarded shells at Makara Beach, near Wellington, bears testimony both to the abundance of the shellfish and a beach barbecue long past.

Few choose to put it on the menu. For most of us, paua consumption takes the form of $1.50 fritters at the local takeaway outlet. One cannot help but suspect that not too much $90/kg meat finds its way into the dark green patties that emerge from the deep frier. More likely, offal and offcuts are the contributing tissues. Suppliers are vague on the subject.

By any measure, paua are a pretty special shellfish, but they are hardly unique to New Zealand. Certainly, our main species, the black-footed paua, Haliotis iris, is found only around our shores, but it is closely allied to many similar species of ma­rine snail collectively called abalone.

Adult abalone range in size from thumbnail-length to 35 cm-giants weighing a hefty four kilograms. They are found on subtidal rocks in all temperate and tropical seas except in the western Atlantic, and there are some 70 species in total. Worldwide, the average size of abalone is 50 mm.

The larger species tend to be found not in the tropics but in temperate waters such as ours. California has the largest abalone, a mollusc which, like the giant clam, has been responsible for the deaths of hapless divers whose fingers became trapped between shell and rock. There is even a report of a wolf which was found drowned beside. an abalone, its nose jammed under the lip of the shell.

Abalone belong to the Gastropoda class of molluscs, characterised by a single shell and an asymmetric body shape. Garden snails, limpets and peri­winkles are in the same group. Aba­lone are considered to be rather primi­tive gastropods on account of the row of holes in the shell. Water which has passed across the gills exits through these holes, as do eggs and waste ma­terial. More advanced gastropods have a different pattern of water circulation and only a single shell opening one which can commonly be sealed off by a tough flap, the operculum.

Globally, there are some 70 species of abalone. Auckland shell collector Fiona Thompson possesses a specimen of the world's largest, from California, but, as with most abalone, its colours are less vibrant than those of our own Haliotis iris, the common black footed paua. Between the two examples of H. iris is a specimen of queen paua, H. australis, a smaller local species with a silvery shell, and three regional varieties of our third species, the virgin paua, H. virginea.
Globally, there are some 70 species of abalone. Auckland shell collector Fiona Thompson possesses a specimen of the world’s largest, from California, but, as with most abalone, its colours are less vibrant than those of our own Haliotis iris, the common black footed paua. Between the two examples of H. iris is a specimen of queen paua, H. australis, a smaller local species with a silvery shell, and three regional varieties of our third species, the virgin paua, H. virginea.

Like “kayak,” “opossum,” “toma­hawk,” “squash,” “canoe” and “maize,” the word “abalone” is of na­tive American origin, from the tongue of the Costanoan people, who in hab­ited the coast where San Francisco now stands. The name Haliotis be­stowed by Linnaeus himself in 1710 means “sea ear” in Greek, as does the English term for abalone, “ormer,” a contraction of the Latin auric math.

The Maori word “paua” was picked up by Europeans in the 1840s. After accompanying lo­cal Maori to a reef near Kahurangi at low tide, ex­plorer Charles Heaphy had this to say in his 1846 report to the Nelson pro­vincial government: “The mutton fish, or pawa, although resembling India rubber in toughness and colour, is very excellent and substantial food for ex­plorers, both European and native; and when it can be obtained, which is only at low water, spring tides, is much prized by those gentlemen.”

Heaphy’s use of the expression “mutton fish” verifies the paua’s status as a staple food with coastal dwellers around this time. But perhaps he was also alluding to potential income from exporting the shellfish as the “mutton of the sea.” It seems that the first seri­ous attempt to do just that was made by a disreputable bunch of failed sealers in 1848, just two years after Heaphy’s report. Along the Kaikoura coast, these early entrepreneurs enlisted the help of local Maori to get together six tonnes of dried paua (about 30 tonnes live weight a sizeable consignment) and despatched it to Macau via Lyttelton and the London docks. There is no record of whether they succeeded in this venture, but it is worth noting that the names of two ringleaders reappear three years later listed as inaugural inmates in a make­shift Wellington debtors prison.

The end of World War II signalled the start of the modern commercial paua fishery an enterprise which turned into a nonstop hammering of the resource. It was as a source of mother-of-pearl that the paua was first sought. Mother-of-pearl is the ex­tremely hard iridescent inner layer of the shells of pearl oysters, mussels and abalone. It has acquired a flashy his­tory of use in virtually every major cul­ture in the world, being employed as decorative finishes and inlays for fur­niture and boxes, jewellery, buttons and other ornamental objects. By the early 1950s, paua were being har­vested in huge quantities, just for their shells. Truckloads of the rich meat were dumped into the sea, regarded as nothing better than fishbait.

Maori were more perceptive. For many tribes, paua meat played a sig­nificant role in manaakitanga ki nga manuhiri (hosting of visitors), espe­cially if the visitors were of high rank.

Few shells can equal the rich iridescence of the interior of the paua, a beauty that the town of Riverton, in Southland, has attempted to take to itself, first with a three-metre-high concrete and lately with an even more arresting four-metre specimen.
Few shells can equal the rich iridescence of the interior of the paua, a beauty that the town of Riverton, in Southland, has attempted to take to itself, first with a three-metre-high concrete and lately with an even more arresting four-metre specimen.

Polished paua shell made the perfect fishing lure or a stunning adornment for the best woven garments. Cap­tain Cook was greeted by women in the Marlborough Sounds who had girdles “very curiously worked” with red kaka feathers and adorned with pieces of paua shell “near the size of a half-crown piece.”

Maori carvers still inlay polished rings of paua or whole shells as the eyes in their figure carvings. Referred to as nzataarurll, the glaring “owl eyes” invoke the ever-watchful morepork. What better eyes to have watching out for you?

Rightly admired the shell was, and still is. The surreal play of opalescent colours makes the shell of the paua stand out alongside the usually paler mother-of-pearl of other species, in­cluding all the rest of the abalone world. The colours are all due to chemical composition. Mother-of-pearl iridescence is caused by the in­terference of light refracting through superthin overlapping layers of cal­cium carbonate which have been de­posited along with organic molecules in the shell. The general coloration of each abalone species is determined genetically, but there is evidence that different seaweeds in the diet influ­ence the tones that predominate in a shell.

There are regional variations in colouring, too, a fact well appreciated by paua shell buyers. The most sought-after shells are usually sourced from colder waters where they grow more slowly: Kaikoura, Fiordland and Stewart Island, in particular. In the northern North Island, shells grow rapidly, but rarely exceed 90 mm in size and are always thin and unsuited to jewellery work. Chatham Island paua shell, of which an average 10 tonnes gets shipped out monthly, tends to be slightly thinner than southern mainland shells because the animal grows faster, but the colour is very good.

“Good jewellery shell is thick to work and multicoloured,” says Denis Baird of Ariki New Zealand in Blenheim. “We look for deep blue opalescences, rich greens, luminous fiery flashes. That’s what sells.”

Baird should know. Ariki has been making paua jewellery since 1932, and last year exported over 300,000 handcrafted items to two dozen countries including Estonia and the Czech Republic. On the factory floor, a veritable army of masked grinders, polishers and expert manufacturing jewellers toils under a fine mist of paua dust which is sucked away by extractor fans labouring in the wings.

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Continues Baird: “We’ve tapped into a successful niche market, but the trade is nothing to what it used to be. There’s a lot more competition, particularly from Asian manufacturers.

Most of the paua-shell jewellery sold in New Zealand is now made overseas [from exported shell] and reimported. Even in Te Papa [the recently opened Museum of New Zealand], all the jewellery on sale has been made some­where like the Philippines.”

Ariki has had to reduce staff num­bers by half (to 50) in recent years. Baird blames shortsighted government policy for some of that decline: “In the mid-1980s they foolishly began lifting export restrictions on the shell. Before that, only the lower-grade shell that New Zealand manufacturers didn’t want was available to overseas buyers. Most of it went into furniture and was lacquered. Now anyone can buy a con­tainer of jewellery-grade shell. Paua shell is uniquely New Zealand, and let­ting our best go overseas is just crazy. We should be adding value to it here.”

Good paua shell has sold for as much as $20 a kilogram, but is now fetching less than half that price another casualty of the Asian eco­nomic crisis.

Initially, it was the advent of cheap plastics in the 1950s and ’60s that knocked the wind out of mother-of-pearl markets, but it happened just as worldwide demand for abalone meat was taking off.

Here in New Zealand, perhaps a few years behind the rest of the world, pressure went back on paua. Every man and his snorkel went after it.

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First shells, then meat; 40 years of almost non-stop hammering and it began to show during the 1980s. Even the introduction of a Total Al­lowable Commercial Catch (TACC) during the 1986-87 season, for each of the eight Quota Management Ar­eas (QMAs) that surround our coast, did little to allay fears that paua was on the way out.

“In 1990, when we set up a liaison network with Ngai Tahu and the rec­reational fishers, customary and rec­reational harvesters expressed more concern about paua than any other fish species,” says Laurel Teirney, manager of the Ministry of Fisheries South policy team based in Dunedin. “Those who gathered paua from the shore without the aid of snorkel or boat were particularly concerned, and felt that they were being excluded from the fishery.”

In 1992, a Paua Management Working Group was set up with repre­sentatives of Ngai Tahu and commer­cial, recreational and environmental groups to develop a management plan for the important PAU 5 southern quota area. Commercial operators took a voluntary 10 per cent cut in quota, and PAU 5 was subdivided into three areas, easing the fishing pressure on Stewart Island, where 70 per cent of the catch had been taken.

Although fishing was reduced around Stewart Island, along the Otago coastline it increased. In built-up areas such as Shag Point and Warrington, locals resented the appearance of commercial divers, fearing that the resource they valued so highly could not provide for everyone’s interests.

Both sides have valid points: recreational fishers expecting to find paua where they always have been, and commercial fishers with a livelihood to sustain and a legal entitlement to fill.

Paua need clean, cool seawater, free from silt and not diluted by runoff, to thrive, and the outer Marlborough Sounds are ideal territory. Commercial paua fisher Dave Baker (below) has been harvesting paua for over 30 years. Although dense aggregations such as the one shown below are now few and far between, Baker and son Jason- assisted at times by Dave's wife Sandra- still have little difficulty in filling their quota. Scuba gear is prohibited when collecting paua: a mask, knife, bag and big lungs are the fundamental items needed-plus a dollop of capital: a tonne of paua quota can set you back $200,000.
Paua need clean, cool seawater, free from silt and not diluted by runoff, to thrive, and the outer Marlborough Sounds are ideal territory. Commercial paua fisher Dave Baker (below) has been harvesting paua for over 30 years. Although dense aggregations such as the one shown below are now few and far between, Baker and son Jason- assisted at times by Dave’s wife Sandra- still have little difficulty in filling their quota. Scuba gear is prohibited when collecting paua: a mask, knife, bag and big lungs are the fundamental items needed-plus a dollop of capital: a tonne of paua quota can set you back $200,000.

It should be pointed out here that most of the world’s abalone fish­eries have completely collapsed. The Mexican and Californian abalone fisheries are oft-quoted examples, but we can add Japan of late (probably attributable to increases in near-shore pollution.)

The details are sobering. In Cali­fornia, total commercial abalone land­ings fell from a high of 2500 tonnes in 1956 to 230 tonnes in 1990. Over-fishing, the resurgence of sea otters (which eat abalone), and disease out­breaks all contributed to the decline.

The downward trend worldwide has created a nervous environment in which to manage the only remaining fisheries: in Australia, South Africa and New Zealand. Unfortunately, management has typically involved hastily made decisions producing mixed results.

“Fears of over-exploitation prompted the introduction of catch quotas in all the major abalone fisher­ies left intact,” says Paul McShane, a former Ministry of Fisheries scientist now studying abalone in Adelaide. “In virtually every case, though, these lim­its were not introduced on the basis of sound research. They were nothing more than educated guesses as to safe catch levels.”

In fact, the quotas were usually cal­culated from landed tonnages and an­ecdotal reports from commercial fish­ermen as to ease of harvesting. Now, thanks to more rigorous research on paua stocks and biology instigated by the Ministry of Agriculture and Fisher­ies in 1992 and continued by the Na­tional Institute of Water and Atmospheric Research (NIWA) three years later, we know that that approach was seriously flawed. And using it to set quotas has almost certainly been detri­mental to stocks. Carrying out an accurate paua stock assessment has be­come a national priority.

The high prices paid for paua meat have attracted poachers, who are estimated to take almost half the amount harvested legally. Dave McCulloch, head of paua fisheries compliance in Wellington, here examining a confiscated haul of illegal paua, says poachers threaten the very existence of the fishery.
The high prices paid for paua meat have attracted poachers, who are estimated to take almost half the amount harvested legally. Dave McCulloch, head of paua fisheries compliance in Wellington, here examining a confiscated haul of illegal paua, says poachers threaten the very existence of the fishery.

 

 

Marine ecologist Reyn Naylor took over NIWA’s paua research pro­gramme after McShane left for Aus­tralia. The imminent prospect of jumping off a pitching deck into a two-metre swell off Caswell Sound in Fiordland does not seem to concern him in the slightest as he enlightens me further upon his favourite subject.

“Landings data, especially over large areas, turned out to be a poor indicator of long-term sustainability of stocks, because experienced and highly motivated fishers could main­tain high catch rates by just skim­ming hot spots, even though the overall paua population [the biomass] may have declined substantially.”

Naylor’s three-person research team is in southern New Zealand on a year-long mission. Of the eight quota management areas, PAU 5, en­compassing Fiordland, Stewart Island and the Catlins/Otago coast, is the largest, with a TACC of 450 tonnes shared by more than 100 quota hold­ers. Many of these operators are wor­ried that grounds that once yielded heavy catches of paua, such as the entire eastern coast of Stewart Island, are now only marginal or not worth fishing at all. Remaining stocks get hammered, and quota holders are forced to fish more isolated and ex­posed grounds.

“Two things our biological re­search has shown is that different substocks can vary widely in both their growth rate and recruitment—the process in which juveniles emerge from hiding and grow on to become part of the fishery,” says Naylor.

“Colonies on very exposed coasts, where fewer juveniles are found, prob­ably consist largely of old paua which have accumulated there. Once they are harvested, it may take years for the areas to recover. Over the last 40 years, we’ve probably seen the serial deple­tion of many of these stocks. With the increasing price incentives in the in­dustry, paua has never been fished harder than it is today.”

Enough postulation from an ac­tion man. He dons his mask and dives overboard with buddy Steve Mercer, both connected by hookah rig to an onboard compressor. Although Naylor has found paua as deep as 20 m, their surveys are conducted within the normal paua range, 0.6 m below the low tide mark to around 10 m deep. Rather than attempt the logis­tically difficult exercise of estimating the actual density or biomass of paua over large areas in the field, they will use this dive to monitor relative abundance, estimated by the number and size of paua aggregations each diver encounters during a 10-minute search. The advantage of this system is that a lot of sample sea bottoms can be covered in one day.

Naylor tells me that the taking of adult paua (a 125 mm size limit for black-footed paua ensures that only adults are taken) is sustainable only if there are enough juveniles waiting around to fill the gaps.

Young paua emerge from their hid­ing places as they start to mature at the age of three and four years, taking up positions on the reef. How many make it to adulthood depends on the coast, and every coast is different.

Dean Rawlings displays a batch of yearlings he has raised from eggs at the Abalonics farm on the coast out from Warkworth, but it will be another year or two until they reach marketable size-about 70 mm.
Dean Rawlings displays a batch of yearlings he has raised from eggs at the Abalonics farm on the coast out from Warkworth, but it will be another year or two until they reach marketable size-about 70 mm.

Naylor postulates that the relative abundance of juvenile paua off the Catlins coast as opposed to their rarity off Fiordland and Stewart Island could be attributed to reef type and wave exposure: “The sandstone reef around the Catlins is complex, with lots of nooks and crannies where young paua can hide and survive. Off Fiordland and Stewart Island the reef surface is smooth granite, often in the form of large boulders. Here there is little pro­tection for the juveniles, which are ei­ther removed by heavy seas or crushed by boulders rolling around the reef.”

One theory suggests that paua “nurseries” just inside sheltered sounds supply recruits to more ex­posed localities by migration. The protected Marlborough Sounds, for example, have relatively large num­bers of juveniles, which is reassuring to divers harvesting stocks further out. Studies of the movement of tagged paua have shown that, given time, they may move several kilometres.

“We don’t really know enough yet,” admits Naylor. “Certainly, the vastness of this southern coast and its exposure to some pretty mean weather will spare it the full attention of fishers, although our results collected to date definitely reveal some warning signs for the in­dustry, especially in stocks with low recruitment processes.”

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New Zealand’s legal com­mercial take of wild paua is cur­rently set at 1200 tonnes a year. That represents a reasonable pare of a limited world market, com­pared to South Africa’s 800 tonnes, Tasmania’s 3500, Victoria’s 1500 and South Australia’s 900 tonnes.

But what makes our paua fishery really stand out is that it is a “free dive” fishery. Commercial and ama­teur fishers alike are forbidden to use scuba gear. Australian and South Afri­can commercial divers usually work in drysuits and are fed air via a hose from a compressor. Using mask and snorkel is a much tougher way to make a liv­ing, working in surges around wave battered rocks, staying under water for one to two minutes at a time.

You hear the odd horror story, espe­cially from the Chatham Islands, which boasts the highest concentration of great white sharks on the planet. Kina Scollay, formerly of Waitangi, the Chathams’ main settlement, shows me his ultimate dive souvenir: a battered weightbelt clearly indented with the huge teeth marks of a great white which munched him right around his middle and nearly tore off his leg while he was diving for paua in 1995.

High prices for paua meat have attracted aquaculturists, and there are now 11 land-based paua-farming operations, as well as several sea-based farms. The first step in rearing paua is getting them to reproduce. Various stimuli—such as exposing ripe adults to low concentrations of hydrogen peroxide—induce spawning, a process this female, her shell peppered with creamy eggs, has just completed. A large female will produce several million eggs each year.
High prices for paua meat have attracted aquaculturists, and there are now 11 land-based paua-farming operations, as well as several sea-based farms. The first step in rearing paua is getting them to reproduce. Various stimuli—such as exposing ripe adults to low concentrations of hydrogen peroxide—induce spawning, a process this female, her shell peppered with creamy eggs, has just completed. A large female will produce several million eggs each year.

Not even a year later, another Chatham Islands paua diver, Vaughan Hill, suffered more terrible injuries when a great white shark attacked him while he was working in water just two metres deep, 100 metres off the coast of Pitt Island.

Offsider Eddie Rerita recalls when he first saw his workmate in trouble. “I was on the boat stacking paua. He was under the water at the time. All of a sudden, he was on the surface scream­ing, thrashing around in the froth of his own blood. I managed to get the boat over to him, heaved him aboard, wrapped his spouting wounds in blan­kets, and headed full bore for Pitt Island.”

A Cessna braved terrible weather to land there so Hill could be taken to the main airfield for transfer to intensive care in Wellington. Some 60 island­ers turned up at Waitangi airfield to donate blood, and he pulled through.

Nearly two dozen boats still work the Chatham Islands paua beds (PAU 4), sharing a TACC of around 320 tonnes this year.

Typical crew is one “boat boy” and one or two divers. As well as crayfishing, Eddie Rerita still earns a living pulling paua, usually just by himself these days. “I still see the odd great white when I’m out. I certainly look over my shoulder a bit more now when I’m in the water. You have to accept that risk as part of being a paua diver,” he says.

Comparisons between New Zea­land and Australian catch rates sug­gest that our free-diving commercial paua gatherers perform at least as well as their Australian counterparts with breathing apparatus. A good diver can easily bring up over 100 kilograms of green (unshucked) paua an hour. That’s anywhere between 300 and 400 paua. If you’ve ever cursed and sworn them off the rocks with a bent screwdriver while trying to hold your breath under water, you’ll know that’s pretty good going!

Virtually the entire commercial wild fishery is for the common black-footed paua. The smaller, less abun­dant yellow-footed or queen paua, Haliotis australis, often found together with its larger cousin, is taken in much smaller quantities and has a minimum catch size of 80 mm.

Land-based paua farms hold their stocks of growing molluscs in large tanks through which filtered sea- water is pumped, and feed them a diet of artificial food pellets and seaweed. The backs of the shells of young paua fed on artificial food are generally a vivid turquoise, whereas weed fed specimens are khaki green. Cultured shells are usually free from most of the encrustations that coat shells in the wild.
Land-based paua farms hold their stocks of growing molluscs in large tanks through which filtered sea- water is pumped, and feed them a diet of artificial food pellets and seaweed. The backs of the shells of young paua fed on artificial food are generally a vivid turquoise, whereas weed fed specimens are khaki green. Cultured shells are usually free from most of the encrustations that coat shells in the wild.

Queen paua tend to hide in crev­ices, and can be distinguished by the silvery internal lustre and ridgy exte­rior of the shell and by the colour of the foot, which, despite the name, is actually more orange than yellow. It is said that Maori traditionally would not take yellowfoots, believing them to be female blackfoots; hence their being named queen paua by Europeans.

There is a third paua species, the small (30-35 mm) virgin paua, Haliotis virginea, well known to beach combing children throughout the country. The interior of its shell has a blue-grey iridescence and is finely wrinkled. Although distributed from North Cape to Stewart Island, the species is comparatively uncom­mon. The foot is a dirty white colour.

Two larger (40-50 mm) subspecies of virgin paua have also been identi­fled: moriori from the Chathams and huttoni from the Auckland Islands.

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Paua more than any other local fishery, has acquired an association with big money. But are fortunes really being made from black molluscan gold?

First, like any primary commodity, paua prices are prone to fluctuation. At the time of writing, the price being paid for green unshucked paua has plummeted to below $25 a kilogram, attributed to failing Asian economies. Over the past decade, the price has been as high as $120 a kilogram.

In all abalone fisheries, increasing prices paid for flesh to fishers has always been tied to the value of enti­tlements, called quota in this coun­try. Ten years ago in Victoria, you could pick up 20 tonnes of abalone quota for around $A150,000. That same quota today (if you could get it) would be worth almost $3 million.

Similar trends have been evident within the paua industry here. If you can get hold of it, paua quota will currently set you back $180,000­$220,000 a tonne. Nearly all the big parcels have been subdivided and sold off into small packets. A few years ago in PAU 7 (from Kahurangi Point around Marlborough to the Clarence River), for instance, something like 75 registered vessels were chasing 264 tonnes of allocated paua.

Lately, quota holdings seem to be consolidating again, with fewer of the “old boy” quota holders actually working in the industry. They tend to hire younger, more energetic “catchers” to do the harvesting.

Once they reach seven centimetres—the size at which the largest individuals are shown below—they are air-freighted live to restaurants in Asia, some perhaps to end up in the $2000/head dishes of Hong Kong's "Abalone King," Yeung Koon Yat.
Once they reach seven centimetres—the size at which the largest individuals are shown below—they are air-freighted live to restaurants in Asia, some perhaps to end up in the $2000/head dishes of Hong Kong’s “Abalone King,” Yeung Koon Yat.

Note here that when we talk about quota tonnage, we are talking about the green or unshucked weight in the factory prior to processing. All fish­ers must sell their catch whole that way the Ministry of Fisheries can check for undersize shellfish. Once the shell and guts of the paua have been removed (shucked), only 45 per cent of the animal remains. So effec­tively a 10-tonne quota means only 4.5 tonnes of saleable meat.

“Paua might have been big money once, but today you’d be lucky if a quota returned you much more than 10 per cent on your investment,” says Bill Wallace. He plunged into the paua business with six tonnes of quota when the ministry opened up the Kahurangi Coast as an experimental fishery in 1994. Its dense clusters of paua-150-plus animals were the highest recorded in any recent survey in New Zealand.

“The attraction for me was the thought of getting stuck in and pull­ing your whole yearly quota in a few weeks or so,” says Wallace.

“Most paua fishermen have other businesses,” he adds.

This sideline approach to fishing paua is a necessity, because paua gath­erers only have small windows of good weather when they can operate. In the case of the wilderness coastline of Kahurangi, where wind and waves howl in off the Tasman nine days out of ten, there was simply not enough good weather.

“Many of the quota holders had trouble filling their quotas,” says Wallace. “But it wasn’t only weather and poor markets. Despite the ap­pearance of abundant paua, there just wasn’t the overall population. They shift us all down at the end of the 1996 season and closed the fishery. We gave it our best shot, but I guess I’ll leave it to the big boys in future.”

This most recent experiment in overfishing, called a “fishdown” in the trade, removed 110 tonnes of prob­ably ancient paua over two years along this formerly virgin coast. With few juveniles along the battered rocks to take their place, coastal trampers may have to go without fresh paua for dec­ades before the stock fully recovers. The big cluster colonies of paua used to be truly magnificent to see. At dead low spring tides, they would be high and dry along the rock fissures, all touching, sealed firmly, caught out.

I shouldn’t paint too gloomy a pic­ture here. There is still plenty of paua around, especially if you’re prepared to get down deep. Alan Cobbil-Well, who operates out of Picton, dives deeper than most, often working the 10 – 15 metre zone to get his paua.

“The fattest ones are down deep,” he says.Like many paua fishermen faced with rising costs, he sold his quota but continues catching on contract.

“Sure, there’s still big money in paua, but then there’s one massive out­lay and plenty of risk after that,” he says, stacking paua into bins on his high-powered aluminium boat. We’re anchored precari­ously close to a pinnacle of weathered granite just around from the entrance to Tory Channel. Paua are densest around headlands, perhaps because the swirling waters do a better job mixing the eggs and sperm.

"The Paua and The Glory" was the name given to this entry in the New Zealand Wearable Art Awards, 1993. More than 450 pieces of shell were used in the garment, which was designed by Letty Macphedran (left) and Lilian Mutsaers (right) of Hokitika, and took three months to make. Vanessa Griffin wore it on the night, and the three walked off with the supreme award at the event. "The Paua and The Glory" is among 50 Wearable Art garments on display at the Museum of New Zealand until September 1998.
“The Paua and The Glory” was the name given to this entry in the New Zealand Wearable Art Awards, 1993. More than 450 pieces of shell were used in the garment, which was designed by Letty Macphedran (left) and Lilian Mutsaers (right) of Hokitika, and took three months to make. Vanessa Griffin wore it on the night, and the three walked off with the supreme award at the event. “The Paua and The Glory” is among 50 Wearable Art garments on display at the Museum of New Zealand until September 1998.

A rising sou’wester is delivering stern warning of dirty weather. There is no time to dawdle as Cobbil-Well’s offsider pulls up alongside in a small inflatable bearing a couple more 20 kg bags of paua. Another three bins to fill, and no smoko break until the job is done.

“A fast, seaworthy boat is essential. Means you can get out if it comes up Land based paua farms hold their stocks of growing molluscs in large tanks through which filtered sea­water is pumped, and feed them a diet of artificial food pellets (oppo­site) and seaweed. The backs of the shells of young paua fed on artificial food are generally a vivid turquoise, whereas weed-fed specimens are khaki green. Cultured shells are usually free from most of the encrus­tations that coat shells in the wild. Active paua rarely seen because the animals are nocturnal use an array of tentacles to sense their surround­ings as they move about. Once they reach seven centimetres the size at which the largest individuals are shown opposite they are air-freighted live to restaurants in Asia, some perhaps to end up in the $2000/head dishes of Hong Kong’s “Abalone King,” Yeung Koon Yat (top right). rough,” says Cobbil -Well. Also a paua buyer, he knows his business well. “One big problem for the in­dustry is that it has no national body, no voice. A lot of self-interest and in-talking goes on. Also, concerns differ from region to region.”

Tell me about it! I got earfuls of paua politics doing this story, but Cobbil-Well’s seemed a more rational voice than many: “Yes, paua are less plentiful, for whatever reason. Us com­mercial guys will have to face up to it sometime soon another quota cut, or reallocation of quota areas at least. But you can’t always blame the fishermen. I’ve seen storm sand drifts that have buried colonies. Then there’s the poachers. These are the bad guys. Look at the south Wellington coast, off lim­its to commercial divers, yet it’s been cleaned out in the last few years. And that’s where a lot of the surveillance effort is going into. Where I work (PAU 7), it’s mostly left up to us to do the surveillance. Same for every paua fisherman working remote places.”

Penalties for breaches of paua fish­eries regulations are stiff. Illegal fishers can immediately forfeit all the equip­ment used to carry out the crime. This can, and often does, include boat, boat trailer and the vehicle used to tow them. And that’s just the start. There’s the fine, not to exceed $250,000, and jail to top it off if a judge sees fit. Four men who recently conspired to ille­gally take paua and successfully ex­ported half a million dollars of it to Australia each got 18 months jail and a $30,000 fine. In sentencing them in Wellington, Justice Heron said the of­fences amounted to environmental treachery and economic treason.

The Ministry of Fisheries’ chief compliance officer for paua is Dave McCulloch, based in Wellington. This determined detective has no sympathy for anyone breaking the law, and put it to me straight: “First, they’re defrauding the legal quota holders and pub­lic of the economic benefit, and sec­ond, they’re depleting the paua re­source. It’s only finite. Unless we deal to offenders seriously, we won’t have a resource; simple as that.”

Over the years, paua shells have lent their lustre to all manner of Kiwiana. Among items in Helensville antique and folk art dealer John Perry's collection are an inlaid steel guitar and battleship-shaped cribbage board, a paua map table, paua dice, buttons, clocks and ashtrays, a paua vase, a shell tie and-the ultimate in cultural misappropriation-a paua-and-shell-encrusted boomerang.
Over the years, paua shells have lent their lustre to all manner of Kiwiana. Among items in Helensville antique and folk art dealer John Perry’s collection are an inlaid steel guitar and battleship-shaped cribbage board, a paua map table, paua dice, buttons, clocks and ashtrays, a paua vase, a shell tie and-the ultimate in cultural misappropriation-a paua-and-shell-encrusted boomerang.

 

The size of the illegal take is stag­gering. Known seizures alone amount to 33 per cent of the TACC for the entire country. Then there are the deals that McCulloch’s understaffed surveillance team don’t intercept. Dozens of them. Several Wellington-based paua poaching gangs are known to operate along the Wairarapa coast, for instance, supplying the highly lu­crative and newly arrived Asian mar­ket in Auckland. “We’re getting them one by one, but each one is a major investigative operation involving nu­merous staff,” says McCulloch.

The ministry employs 110 fisher­ies officers nationwide. McCulloch’s office has four permanently assigned to paua. Their poacher-busting beat is almost half the country—lower North Island and upper South. One tip-off recently saw them swoop on a van travelling through Lower Hutt. Inside they found 400 shucked paua worth around $7200 on their way to Auckland. There was no paperwork. A highly experienced gang of four was busted. All vehi­des and diving gear were confiscated, and there’s a fine still to come.

Genuine paua fishers fear that their quotas will be restricted still fur­ther because the excessive illegal catches are not allowing some of the more depleted stocks to recover

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While the long term outlook for wild paua is un­certain, interest in farming paua is burgeoning. Len­nard Tong of NIWA’s Aquaculture section in Mahanga Bay, Wellington, could rightly be regarded as the father of paua farming.

“When I first spawned paua in the early eighties, it generated huge in­terest. Every man and his dog wanted to farm them tomorrow,” he says.

Tong has been running courses for would-be paua farmers since the mid-1980s. He gives me the low-down: “Paua require very specific conditions. Clean seawater, for a start. They won’t tolerate freshwater intrusion or silt, particularly the juveniles. The outer Marlborough Sounds is particularly suitable. Port Underwood, for in­stance: no big rivers, and strong cur­rents flushing the system. Stewart Is­land, too, is an excellent location for ocean ranching of paua. The possibility of large-scale enhancement of depleted areas with captive-bred juvenile stock is also a field we are putting quiet a bit of energy into at the moment.”

So far, around 75 sea-based paua farming licenses have been issued, mostly as extensions to established mussel-based operations. Canny aquaculturists hedging their bets. Some 24 land-based farms have been approved, with 11 of them now up and, well, moving, if not quite running. Despite the 20 years of enthusiasm for paua aquaculture, no operations are yet producing paua for meat on a commercial basis.

Cliff Cowan set up Caroline Abalone a hundred metres or so inland from Patiti Point, south of Timaru. His building looks just like any small industrial warehouse, but inside are 10 giant tanks filled with salt water being circulated at 24,000 litres an hour.

Maori have long valued the flash of paua shell to emphasise the life of carved ancestors in the gloom of the meeting house. Here Nathan Foote, a trainee carver at the NZ Maori Arts and Crafts Institute in Rotorua, checks fits the eye to his masterpiece.
Maori have long valued the flash of paua shell to emphasise the life of carved ancestors in the gloom of the meeting house. Here Nathan Foote, a trainee carver at the NZ Maori Arts and Crafts Institute in Rotorua, checks fits the eye to his masterpiece.

The juveniles mainly feed at night, and tend to congregate together in social groups. Cowan dips his arm in and plucks out one slightly bigger than his thumbnail. “Within a year and a half this one will be a saleable 70 mm. Our forecast production of one and a half tonnes a year shouldn’t be any problem to dispose of in Asia, economic turmoil or not.”

In theory, feeding your pet paua is relatively easy: you just mince up some of their favourite seaweeds or toss them a few handfuls of proprietary feed. Yet to harvest seaweed on a large scale requires a permit, and few of these have been granted. Conservation  sentiment means mat resource consents are not handed out lightly, and studies on feeding preferences suggest mat it is the finely divided, smaller red and brown algae that paua prefer, rather than the larger leathery species that are more readily gathered.

Artificial food, like most convenience foods, comes at a high price. Kiwi Co-Op Dairies in Hawera make a casein strip that is hung over me side of the tank. Juvenile paua love the casein-based product-pure protein for that growing muscle. Later, they get to munch on bagged feed containing around 40 per cent processed seaweed. This was initially imported from South Africa, but some is now manufactured in New Zealand.

Each paua farm seems to have developed its own approach to feeding and housing its charges. The SeaRight Investments farm in Akaroa Harbour feeds locally harvested seaweed to paua grown at sea in barrels.

At Abalonics, a facility opposite Kawau Island, north of Auckland, plastic tanks and trays have been de­signed and fabricated on site with a view to optimising the handling and growth of paua onshore at every stage of their lives.

Controlling the spawning of paua is a dicey, yet crucial, business for a land-based farm. At Abalonics, “ripe” adults are sexed (female gonads are green, males cream) and induced to spawn in individual trays, and the gametes are then mixed at predeter­mined ratios to fertilise the eggs.

The latest paua product to burst on the jewellery scene is paua pearls. Ellie Watts of Rainbow Abalone, in New Plymouth, says steady hands and a keen eye are needed to insert the template around which a paua lays down a layer of pearl. Only one paua in four will produce a pearl, and it will be up to 30 months before the outcome is known.
The latest paua product to burst on the jewellery scene is paua pearls. Ellie Watts of Rainbow Abalone, in New Plymouth, says steady hands and a keen eye are needed to insert the template around which a paua lays down a layer of pearl. Only one paua in four will produce a pearl, and it will be up to 30 months before the outcome is known.

Eggs are pale green in colour and 0.2 mm in diameter. A female may produce five million or more in a breeding season, which in nature runs from late summer to spring, but in captivity can be manipulated by wa­ter temperature and feed levels.

Within hours of fertilisation the eggs hatch into minute, non-feeding, free-floating veliger larvae, which in the wild help disperse the species. Here they are confined in carefully designed vats. After ten days, larvae have exhausted their onboard yolk supplies and are ready to abandon life adrift for a settled existence on some suitable surface.

Abalonics is able to induce the lar­vae to settle on corrugated plastic sheets which are coated with micro-algae suited to the infant paua’s taste. Fluorescent lights are necessary to promote growth of the nutrient algae, but the young paua themselves are strongly photophobic, and find places to hide until the lights are turned off at night. “There are about 40,000 young paua in that tank,” hatchery manager Dean Rawlings announces, pointing to a tank. I can see about 50.

The shells of many of the young paua are a rich blue colour on the back. Rawlings explains that the col­our comes from a diet rich in artifi­cial food: “See the khaki zones on the backs of these shells—that colour comes from feeding on seaweed.”

Abalonics feeds blends of man­made food from a variety of sources, as well as a small amount of Gracilaria, a free-floating, finely di­vided species of alga collected nearby and grown on in the premises.

By varying the shape of the template, pearl letters, numbers and even Valentine hearts are possible. Spherical paua pearls, however, are proving more difficult to produce.
By varying the shape of the template, pearl letters, numbers and even Valentine hearts are possible. Spherical paua pearls, however, are proving more difficult to produce.

All the buildings are so clean that there is not even the smell of salt water. “It has taken us five years of experimentation and development to get the system sorted out, but we’ve basically got everything sussed now,” Rawlings says. Even so, it is far from plain sailing for would-be paua barons.

“Apart from the technical chal­lenges, there have been two hurdles which we and other paua farmers face,” says Rawlings. “The first is regulations, and getting requisite permits and ap­provals. It’s incredibly expensive and time-consuming. Much of the prob­lem arises because aquaculture in New Zealand is considered a branch of fish­ing, which it isn’t at all, and is governed by fisheries legislation. Is animal farm­ing a branch of hunting? We have been interested in setting up an operation in Victoria, where they are eager to triple the size of their aquaculture industry by 2003. Believe me, there it is infi­nitely easier to gain the necessary ap­provals. Their government is keen for you to succeed, and actually helps you!

“The other hassle is money. It has cost us millions to get this far, but it will be another two or three years be­fore we start generating much income. Banks refuse to lend to us, and there is no local venture capital. We have to get overseas venture capital, and that is not so easy. And it means that even­tually many of the profits from paua will go offshore.”

 

Abalonics’ present premises house several hundred thousand small paua, which, when they reach 70 mm, will sell for about $4 each, and its site, if fully developed, could produce tens of millions of paua a year equivalent to the tonnage of the total current wild catch from the whole of New Zealand.

Land-based paua farmers have a major advantage over harvesters of wild paua in that they can legally sell undersize product, especially whole “gourmet abalone,” sized 60-70 mm, which fetch a premium price in Asia as live shellfish, the preferred state for traded abalone. For live paua, the black colour is not a problem in Asian markets, apart from Japan. But for frozen or canned abalone the way our large wild-caught paua are ex­ported a pale-coloured animal is preferred. In consequence, most of our wild-fished paua is bleached.

Exactly what chemicals are used in the bleaching process is one of the industry’s little secrets. Sealord Shell­fish in Nelson and Prepared Foods in Palmerston North are the main proc­essors. Large consignments of paua from as far away as the Chatham Is­lands come to these factories for bleaching and canning. Divers deliver their catches to local packhouses which shuck, pack, chill and freight the meat to the canneries.

To my senses, bleached paua from the can carry a slight but noticeable chemical smell and taste. Health regulations concerning chemical residues in processed food mean only abalone buyers in Hong Kong and Singapore will touch it.

The layer of pearl is exceedingly thin—less than 0.5 mm—it is stronger than the nacreous layer in oyster pearls. Thirteen-millimetre pearls, mounted into jewellery pieces such as the one featured below, from Rainbow Abalone, can be worth several thousand dollars a piece—hence the smile on Christchurch pearl farmer Roger Beattie’s face as he hold two shells bearing pearls, part of his first harvest.

James Francis of Island Hatcher­ies in Horseshoe Bay, Stewart Island, believes his development of a natural bleaching process (near completion) will open up whole new export mar­kets. “Our process will take the black film from the paua without using any chemicals,” he says, enthusiastically. “We’re projecting $180 per kilo for our product.”

Then he adds, sanguinely, “Of course, its all about attracting invest­ment first.”

Francis is on the executive of the Paua Growers Association, a group that now boasts 80-odd members. He tells me that, unfortunately for the aquaculture industry, farming the smaller yellow-footed paua is prov­ing difficult. The disappointment arises because the creamy flesh of this species is exactly what Asians desire, and the species has a higher meat yield than black-footed paua.

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In time, growing paua for meat may be eclipsed by vet another de­velopment: paua pearls.

Until recently, Rodney Ewing ran Rainbow Abalone, on reclaimed land at Port Taranaki in New Ply­mouth, as a paua hatchery, selling 12 mm paua to industry farmers. “Not much different from supplying weaner cattle for beef growers,” he commented, pragmatically.

Ewing’s lucky break came when he convinced the wealthy Chiu family of Taiwan to buy 75 per cent of his com­pany and inject a cool $3 million into the business to change its emphasis towards pearl production.

In order to grow pearls, abalone must be four years old and of sufficient size to accommodate a plastic implant around which the paua proceeds to de­posit its pearly nacre. In paua pearls, this is cool fire-coloured, reflecting and refining the flashy colours of the shell, even up into the purple range.

Paua pearls are a uniquely New Zealand product which is eagerly be­ing sought by international gem trad­ers, who rely on new products to stimulate interest. The last big market excitement came from black pearls.

Only one in four paua actually lays down a pearl around its implant. But then, Ewing’s factory is home to over 800,000 paua of varying ages. “Im­planting is a delicate operation,” says Ewing. “You have to be extra-careful not to cut the paua, because the spe­cies doesn’t have a clotting agent. Any nick and it can bleed to death.”

Do it properly and the paua will immediately start growing shell mate­rial over the implant, creating a sale­able pearl in around two years. “We’re concentrating on half-round blister pearls, called mabe, because they’re easier to grow.”

Potential profits from pearls dra­matically exceed those from farming the animal for meat. On current values, a 13.5 mm abalone pearl, mounted on jewellery, retails for $500 to $3500. Ewing believes New Zealanders tragi­cally undervalue their paua as a natural resource. “That’s because they’re still found in some abundance.”

Shells, meat, pearls. What a mollusc!

The other day, my teenage son and I headed off to a favourite spot on the wild West Coast. We came across a “wicked” patch of paua and pulled our bag limit in a matter of minutes. Uncivilised triumph.

I resisted telling my son to remem­ber that image of bountiful paua, but in the back of my mind I was won­dering whether he would have to tell his kids, rather than showing them, what it was once like around our coast. I hope it doesn’t come to that.

With sound management and a bet­ter awareness of paua’s preciousness, our grandkids, too, will be able to pull a few paua for a good feed.

For me, the last word goes to Lau­rel Teirney: “Our paua resource isn’t just a livelihood, it’s an integral part of our heritage. For many of us, sun-bleached paua shells still conjure up precious memories of long, hot care­free summers by the sea. The chal­lenge now is to find ways of ensuring that the paua fishery is sustainable, so that we have something worthwhile to pass on to those who follow.”

Is any other mollusc as versatile as the paua, featuring in everything from fritters to 3-D wallpaper? Robin Morrison's photograph of Fred Flutey in his living room (from The South Island of New Zealand From the Road) brought an abalonic style of interior decor to public attention, but aren't the Fluteys just manifesting the same admiration which we all feel for paua?
Is any other mollusc as versatile as the paua, featuring in everything from fritters to 3-D wallpaper? Robin Morrison’s photograph of Fred Flutey in his living room (from The South Island of New Zealand From the Road) brought an abalonic style of interior decor to public attention, but aren’t the Fluteys just manifesting
the same admiration which we all feel for paua?