• Herring, whole
• Ice Cream Salt
• Vinegar
• Sliced onions,
• A few cloves,
• Peppercorns

Or dry in the sun for use later - this, by the way, is much the same way salt cod is made.
Then skin and cut into small pieces, put into a bowl (glass or stainless - watch out for earthenware ) add vinegar, sliced onions, and a few cloves, peppercorns, keep in fridge for 2-3 weeks.
You can also dry these fish in a dehydrator, and if you wish to can them if your batch is large see our canning section.

The type of vinegar, cider or white, doesn't matter, cider is what we used.

I can remember going to the Brewster grist mill as a child to watch the herring "Run". The fish would swim upstream and jump over rocks and small fish ladders to get where they where they were going to spawn. People would be there with nets catching hundreds of them. Back then there were tens of thousands of them, but sadly today it has declined terribly since the 1970's. From what I understand there was a terrible fish kill in the late 60's, where some disease killed the herring.

There used to be an old pump near here that you could pump spring water from. I can't remember exactly where it is now.
The water was fresh, clean and very cold as I remember, and free for weary hikers.

A young fella from Alabama was stopped by a game warden in LA (lower Alabama)  recently with two ice chests of fish, leaving a small lake well known for its fishing. The game warden asked the man,
"Do you have a license to catch those fish?"
"Naw, my friend, I ain't got no license...don't really need one, nope.
These here are my pet fish."
"Pet fish?"
"Yep...pert' near every night I take em' here fish down to the lake and
let em' swim 'round for a while. Then I whistle and they jump rat back
into this here ice chest and I take em' home."
"That's a bunch of hooey! Fish can't do that!"
The young fella looked at the game warden for a moment then said, "It's
the truth my friend. I'll show you. It really works."
"Okay, I've GOT to see this!"
The young fella poured the fish into the lake and stood and waited.
After several minutes, the game warden turned to him and said, "Well?"
"Well, what?" said the fella.
"When are you going to call them back?"
"Call who back?"
"The FISH."
"What fish?" :)