FISH-NOTES FROM GREAT YARMOUTH. dl 
Tue Herrinc Harvest.—The Herring fishing of 1911 will be 
remembered as a very heavy one, the catches brought into the 
harbour and at Lowestoft beating all previous records ; what it 
would have reached had not there been such frequent spells of 
stormy weather can only be conjectured. Some great gluts 
occurred ; on one occasion salt ran out, and the fisher-folk were 
put to great inconvenience. Southwold had a season that was 
decidedly discouraging. Practically the Herring season came to 
an end by Dec. 9th, although a few fish from odd boats had 
been landed for some days after. During the week ending 
Dec. 16th only about 800 crans, roughly, came in. Seven boats 
arrived on the 13th with thirty crans (three lasts) between 
them, which realized £2 7s. per cran. The total delivery of 
Herrings at the fish-wharf for the fishing up to Wednesday 
(13th) was 492,860 crans; on the Gorleston side of the river 
some 52,882 crans were landed—a total of 545,742 crans, as 
compared with 347,240 crans at the same date of last year, 
and 439,580 crans in 1909. At the time of writing the ship- 
ment of pickled Herrings had not yet ceased. Up to this date 
(Dec. 16th) no fewer than 394,598 barrels and 126,879 half- 
barrels had been despatched by steamers, both British and 
foreign, some one hundred and one vessels in all, without 
counting many freights of salted and iced Herrings taken to the 
Continent by sailing craft, and huge train-loads despatched by 
rail. It has been well said that “‘ of all the fishes in the sea, 
Herring is King!” The fishermen generally have taken up 
good shares for the voyage, but owners have sustained heavy 
losses of nets. 
Guut or MackereLt.—Some remarkable catches of Mackerel 
were landed in November, the breezy weather absolutely suiting 
this frolicsome fish. I was much interested, when visiting 
the wharf on Sunday afternoon (November 26th), at seeing a 
Lowestoft drifter, the ‘John Alfred’ (fishing with Mackerel- 
nets), lying there with no fewer than six lasts of Mackerel 
aboard her (sixty thousand fish!). The crew were making all 
snug (the nets being stowed on deck for want of room below), 
with a view to starting for Bilingsgate Market at dusk. I under- 
stand the fish there realized a large figure, certainly much more 
than they would have done had they been sold next day at Yar- 
