Amazing fish trap on Yukon men on discovery....

[Rod Paradise]

Gigantic fish wheel - lifts salmon out the water and drops them in a box - guy's setting one up to catch salmon as dogfood as well!!

Must be a really big salmon migration to be able to catch like that....

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fish_wheel

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cfyeSyDN2t4

 

[shaggystu]

Snipped from wikipedia "...One single fish wheel near The Dalles pulled 418,000 pounds of salmon out of the river in 1906 alone, and it was just one of more than 75 fish wheels working the river that year....":Wow:

That's a whole lot of fish.

I remember seeing one of these on telly as a kid, I was absolutely amazed by it and spent ages trying to convince my granddad that he'd have much more luck fishing if he built one of those in the local pond

Thanks for the lovely memory.

Stuart.

 

[SCOMAN]

My Dad was in Nome a few years ago and is a keen angler. He said the Salmon was just running the river like a silver ribbon most shops had salmon tasting plates out and full. He had a laugh at a friend who had went on a bus trip to see the eagles, he went down the jetty and there were quite a few loafing about picking at salmon scraps.

 

[ReamviThantos]

And what about this beautifull example off of Frontier bushcraft article Jungle trip south east asia.

 

[Rod Paradise]

And what about this beautifull example off of Frontier bushcraft article Jungle trip south east asia.

That's art as well as a practical tool.

 

[Oblio13]

A friend and I spent three weeks floating down a river in Alaska a few years ago. We caught hundreds of salmon, but released all but one small one. We mostly ate rainbows, char and grayling, because the salmon were too large for two people to finish. One day we came to a salmon trap manned by two Yupiks. We were appalled by how many they had on drying racks, and even more by how many dead ones they left floating around and rotting. Hundreds. We had dinner with them and they ate as much of our stuff as they could hold, but shared none of their stuff but Labrador tea. One of them got drunk and started ranting about how whites like us were catching all their fish. He also became very jealous about the quality of our rifles. We were going to camp there, but instead floated a few more miles downstream in the dark just in case he got any ideas. That was pretty much the end of my "noble savage" fantasy.