Last weekend Dale and I took a Sunday drive to the Herring Run in nearby Middleboro. This particular spot that we visited has been an active fish spawning site since the late 1600s, when the Native Americans used it. It was rebuilt back in 1996 and the herring have rewarded us with their visits ever since.
It’s a lovely spot, all green and full of flowering trees at this time of year.
It’s also full of water. That’s a good thing, though, because the more water there is the easier it is for the fish to make their swim upstream.
I don’t have a lot of scientific understanding about this but the gist of the whole thing is that the herring have to make their way from the ocean to their place of birth in order to spawn. Cool, huh?
Anyway, the ladder – which really is like a regular ladder laying on the ground – helps them to get upstream.
It’s quite an arduous journey for the little fish and they collect in the cement corners of the ladder structure after they make it over a ladder rung. You can see their silvery bodies in that picture, I hope.
When they finally make it to the top they hang out in this little pool and rest before swimming on to the spawning location. Last year 800,000 herring made their way up this particular run.
That’s a lot of fish, my friends. A lot of fish.