Rolling on the beach
Its not the Adele song, its the caplin spawn! About this time of year we start to see caplin coming ashore on the beaches to spawn. Back when I was younger they’d come further up the sound than now, and we’d see tons of them up in Apsey Brook. Didn’t see that as often at least up until I moved away.
I think that’s mainly because when I was a lad, there was really no commercial use for them. People caught them for food and that was about it, but later on, their roe became popular with the Japanese market, and a large commercial fishery took off.
These small smelt like fish would teem near shore and we’d go down and pick them up in dip nets, five gallon buckets, and cast nets, getting tons and tons.
Some we’d eat fresh, though I was never fond of them this way, but the majority we’d salt and sun dry or smoke. A common site was to see caplin racks like those pictured all over the island, caplin hung on them, pierced through the eye, to dry. For me, one of my favorite things to eat is a dried smoked caplin, its almost like fish jerky! Or dare I say it, fish bacon! So delicious!
Commercially, they were also a good way for us younger folks to make a few extra dollars, as the plants would pay us to pick the males from the females. Males were used for fish meal, food, or what have you, while the females were milked for the roe.
Not sure the caplin racks are very common anymore now, or how many we see rolling on the beach, but I’m sure people still call the damp foggy days in late June caplin weather.
I think now I’m going to have to head out and find some caplin, still see some smoked ones from Golden Shell fisheries in the stores here sometimes!
Raised in outport Newfoundland in a town of 65 people, I pursued a post secondary diploma in Information Technology right out of High School.
I’ve always been a geek at heart, but yet I love the rural life I grew up with. Fishing, hunting, camping and the great outdoors are still loves of mine, even if I don’t pursue them as often as I once did. Sports were always a big part of our lives, and I played many (badly) and loved them all.
Rolling on the beach
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