Run a hand along the back of a rough skate. The difference is felt immediately. Small thorn-like denticles cover the upper surface. They give the fish its name and its texture. This is not a smooth, slippery fish. It feels like fine sandpaper. A rough customer of the seafloor. The Māori name
Uku captures this quality. It compares the texture to certain types of stone and rock found along the coast. A fish that feels like rock.
The rough skate glides over sandy and muddy bottoms. Wing-like pectoral fins make it look like a kite flying underwater. It buries itself in sediment during the day. Only its eyes show. It waits. At night it emerges to hunt. Electroreceptors detect buried prey. Small fish, crustaceans and worms. It crushes shells with flat pavement-like teeth. These are designed for grinding rather than tearing. A fish that waits, then crushes.
Like all skates, the rough skate lays eggs. Leathery cases called mermaid's purses are deposited on the seafloor. Each contains a developing embryo. These egg cases often wash up on beaches after the young skate has hatched. They puzzle beachcombers who find strange black rectangular objects with horns at each corner. A mermaid's purse. A skate's cradle.
Populations are considered stable. Localised declines have occurred in heavily trawled areas. The rough skate is caught as bycatch in fisheries targeting
hoki, snapper and flatfish. Slow reproduction makes it vulnerable.
The seafloor is sandy. The skate buries itself. Eyes just visible. Waiting. The trawl net drags. The skate is caught. It does not know it is bycatch. It does not know it is vulnerable.
It just wanted to crush a shell.