Many local lads would line up in those uncertain economic times, looking for a few hours paid work. They had to pass a simple test. Throwing a fish as far as they could, or at least as far as was needed on the day, depending on tide and truck. The best throwers would get the work for the day. It was a prideful thing, a boast for the boys afterwards, as they spent part of their earnings at the nearest hotel to quench their hard earned thirst. Men being men, this had become a local bragging right, to see how many days work they gained, or how far their fish flew.