The fishing boats, really just large wooden canoes, sit a few hundred meters off shore, for days. When the they think there is enough in the net to be sold, they bring them (and their laundry) to shore.
This one, it seems, is not quite ready for 12 men and their laundry. My swiss army knife was not up to finishing it, though I could really use a place to hang my laundry. But I can't do laundry without a bucket, and soap, and clothes-pins, all things that I neglected to bring....