disturb fish, causing them to rise up and be taken by the trawl following immediately behind. Towing speeds are generally higher than otter trawling, reaching 6 or 7 knots on clean ground with ticklers, whereas on rough ground stone mats are towed at around 4 knots. Beamers usually operate on the continental shelf (200 m) with warp length/water depth ratios of between 2.5:1 to 3:1. Some larger vessels use a double wire system (z) to facilitate the hauling procedure. 14 Beamtraal 15 EQUIPMENT ON A TRAWLER DESIGNED FOR STERN TRAWLING Portaal Ahtrisild Slipp 1. Wheelhouse/bridge Sild 2. Trawling winches. Traalvints 3
the sun is going down and haul them in the early morning so there will be no light for the fish to see by. If there are many sharks or big fish that can tear the nets, you must be careful not to leave the nets in the water too long. Sharks are attracted to fish that struggle in the nets. There will be less trouble with sharks if you haul the nets once during the night, take the fish out and set the nets again. Another problem is that if fish stay caught in the net too long they will rot. By hauling the net at different times during the night you may find that you catch the most fish in a period of a few hours during the night. In this case it is best to leave the net in the water for only those hours when the most fish are caught. This way you will have less trouble with fish turning rotten in the net. 16 17 Võrgulina parandus. a- kudumine, b- asendamine tükiga
laevapereliikmete kohustused: S-stress in hauling part; N-number of sheaves; W- weight being lifted; P-power gained by tackel heliograaf
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