As a kid in the 70's, my family & friends would go to Point Peelie,(southern tip of Canada), every year and fish for a small fish called a smelt during the fall spawn.
It was a lot of fun. Everyone would head out to the "point" around noon and set up. Tents, tables, long two man drag nets, camp stove, b each toys, etc.
The kids would play in the sand and the adults would relax and have a drink or two and catch up with each others families. All around a great gathering and one everyone looked forward to each fall.
After dark with a full moon shining, the smelt run (with luck) would start. The male adults would put on there chest wadders and head out into the water from the beach. One would be close to shore & the other out as far at the net would reach...or until the water filled the chest wadders!
The nets could range from 15' - 30'+ long with a height of 4' having a wooden pole at each end to hold on to. There would be floats at the top & lead weights at the bottom to prevent the smelt from going over or under the net as it was draged along the shore (in the water).
When the smelt-run was on full swing, you could fill a garbage can or more with only one sweep of the long net!
With a few colman stoves frying smelt to snack on and everyone pitching in to help catch & clean the fish for transport (then freezers), there was a buzz of excitment all through the night!
Its just to bad that for whatever the reason, the large numbers of smelt are not what they use to be. Its as if they have vanished or something.
I would have loved to have continued the tradition of smelting with my family & friends but its just not to be.
To this day, I have very fond childhood memories of smelt fishing. To watch my dad & uncle or whoever haul in that long net with hundreds of 6"-8" fish is a sight I'll not soon forget!!!
HC