Chapter One — Doring Bay
A town
at the edge of the Atlantic.
A small fishing town. A community-rooted abalone farm.
Chapter One — Doring Bay
A town
at the edge of the Atlantic.
A small fishing town. A community-rooted abalone farm.
Doring Bay is a small fishing town on South Africa's rugged West Coast, roughly 300 kilometres north of Cape Town, where the icy Benguela current presses against the shore. From its weathered jetty, our pumps draw cold, oxygen-rich Atlantic water straight into the farm — the perfect cradle for the slow development of premium abalone.
We are the largest employer in Doring Bay. The hands that grade, clean and tend our abalone are the hands of this town — generations of West Coast families who have built their lives, and ours, around the same stretch of sea.
Every shell raised here carries that story: the iridescent memory of the water, and the quiet pride of a community that grows with us. We harvest no faster than the bay — or its people — allow.
Doring Bay is a small fishing town on South Africa's rugged West Coast, roughly 300 kilometres north of Cape Town, where the icy Benguela current presses against the shore. From its weathered jetty, our pumps draw cold, oxygen-rich Atlantic water straight into the farm — the perfect cradle for the slow development of premium abalone.
We are the largest employer in Doring Bay. The hands that grade, clean and tend our abalone are the hands of this town — generations of West Coast families who have built their lives, and ours, around the same stretch of sea.
Every shell raised here carries that story: the iridescent memory of the water, and the quiet pride of a community that grows with us. We harvest no faster than the bay — or its people — allow.