The Gull-Herring Saga Continues at Red River

Ever since my visit to the Brewster herring run I’ve had my eye out for “gull gatherings” at our local runs.

The other morning as I was driving by my home beach I heard the gulls overhead, and out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw flashes of sunlit wings up the tiny Red River creek.


Sure enough, the herring were running and the gulls were arriving for breakfast.


Lining up, to wait.


Now years ago, our tiny herring run at Red River had posted the same “No Fishing” signs as the Brewster run.


But you can’t tell the gulls that.


They wait all year for the herring…


As sure as some wait for that first basket of fish ‘n chips at our local clam shacks here on the Cape.

Herring gulls will always be the surest signposts telling us where and when the fish are running.


Order UP!  😉