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Originally Posted by Mike P
Well, I'll tell ya what, and Rick Hern can back me up on this, but in the mid to late 1980s, we used to only have a handful of guys fishing herring at the mouth of the run. It was so uncrowded we could float herring under a balloon, and walk them all the way to the Cribbin if we wanted to. I can remember one night, the Saturday of Mother's Day weekend, when we hammered fish all tide, and it was just Rick, his cousin, and myself.
It turned into the zoo right around 1989.
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No doubt Mike. A quick hop over the fence and a quick throw with the castnet and we were set for a tide. I always had a castnet and basket with me and was generally able to net pogies about half the time either in the run or running along the bank.(had to keep a spool of ande with me for net repair
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