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               From the start of construction of the breakwater exceptional catches were recorded from the

               pier and inside the harbour, and logged in the Kalk Bay Harbour Record Book. (Figs. 2.40 -
               2.42.)  Leo  Biden  recorded  much  of  the  inter-war  fishing  history  in  his  book  Sea  Angling

               Fishes  of  the  Cape.  Virtually  every  species  of  migratory  fish  passed  by  in  countless
               thousands during their annual passage through False Bay: the small ones like masbanker and

               pilchard, chased by the larger carnivores elf, leervis, yellowtail, geelbek, and snoek; white
               stumpnose were plentiful and huge kob were landed during the early days. Descriptions given

               by  Biden  of  fishing  on  the  pier,  and  from  the  fleet  drifting  inside  the  harbour,  capture

               something of the atmosphere of those long-gone times




                                  TALES OF ALBACORE (11 January 1920, pp. 78-9)

               “………. A dense brown mass, a hundred feet broad, came slowly towards the pier. But what
               was  that  olive-green,  silver,  and  golden-tinted  multitude  of  living  things  following?  The
               fishermen’s  trained  eye  could  well  see  the  albacore  ready  for  attack.  As  the  huge  school
               passed line after line stiffened out in quick succession till the men at the far end had their
               chance.  Back  came  the  school,  every  line  taking  its  toll  along  the  full  length  of  the
               breakwater. Women unhooked the fish, rebaited the lines which the men flicked out to pull in
               again and again till their arms ached. The albacore were ravenously charging en masse into
               the  densely  banked  masbanker,  throwing  up  a  continuous  spray  in  their  frantic  rush.  Men
               directing youths to prevent fouling, shouts to boys to hurry up with more mackerel, women’s
               cries  that  the  lines  were  rebaited,  the  monotonous  thud  of  falling  fish,  and  the  patter  of
               hundreds of albacore wriggling on the pier, all made a scene strange and weird. And still the
               fish came on in relays rushing upon the cornered fry like packs of wolves, and chasing them
               with fury. For two hours this slaughter lasted till the fish lay out, not in piles, but in one great
               sheet along the whole length of the pier. And then the glutted albacore withdrew. When the
               last of them had gone and the sea resumed its colour and its calm, hundreds of wounded fry
               floated on the water; and the sea birds came, wheeling and screaming, to end their plight.
               Then came the dealers – the fish buyers – with their long line of carts to take over the catch at
               the cheapest price. ….. The larger fish were sold at twopence, and the smaller at a penny
               each. The total catch was estimated at more than 6,000 of which three-quarters were of a
               uniform  size  of  5  lb.  and  the  remainder  of  10  lb.  The  estimate  was  based  on  individual
               catches of 50 per man, for that was approximately the number caught by most of the 120
               fishermen.”







                                      THE WHITE STUMPNOSE (pp. 195 – 197)

               “On many nights the little harbour at Kalk Bay presents an unusual scene. The fishermen
               know instinctively whether the fish are due in the evening; and towards dusk a file of men,
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