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Portland Fish Exchange

Trawl nets being stretched and mended in the ‘Net-Yard’ - located adjacent to the Fish Exchange

Portland Fish Exchange

The F/V Aaron Melissa preparing to offload fresh, Gulf of Maine groundfish at Pier #1 of the Exchange

Portland Fish Exchange

Baskets of groundfish coming from the hold into the unloading hopper

Portland Fish Exchange

The Exchange staff verifies individual fish for accurate culling weight using electronic scales

Portland Fish Exchange

The Exchange staff sorts groundfish by species and cull

Portland Fish Exchange

The scale master scans, weighs and bar-codes each individual container of groundfish

Portland Fish Exchange

Containers of groundfish are stacked & iced onto pallets in the backfield and tagged with the bar coded label

Portland Fish Exchange

Completed ‘lots’ of groundfish are arranged & displayed in the Exchange’s temperature controlled cooler for inspection by registered buyers

Portland Fish Exchange

The Exchange has one of the largest refrigerated spaces in the State!

Portland Fish Exchange

Buyers and sellers are seated at the Exchanges auction room computers preparing for the Internet Auction

Portland Fish Exchange

The Exchange provides after-auction reprocessing services for our buyer clients to expedite shipments to larger metropolitan cities

Portland Fish Exchange

Exchange staff ‘steaking’ large pollock for boxing and shipment to the New Fulton Market in New York

Portland Fish Exchange

The Exchange expedites loading buyers and LTL carriers using our fleet of forklifts and powered pallet jacks

Portland Fish Exchange

The Exchange not only handles just groundfish – but can accommodate large trips of pelagic species – like tuna & swordfish and provides space to unload herring and menhaden harvesting vessels

Boston Globe

The ‘Prince of Whales’ wages a relentless and abrasive fight to save a species

By David Abel Globe Staff,September 14, 2019

GLOUCESTER — When the self-proclaimed Prince of Whales arrived at what he calls the Nazi Fishies HQ, the rumpled scourge of all those he considers ecologically unrighteous immediately began to unload.

“I told the security guards there’s going to be a riot,” the Prince — Richard Maximus “Max” Strahan — said with a grin after arriving last month at the regional headquarters of the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration, where many familiar targets of his wrath gathered to discuss the latest controversial proposal to save North Atlantic right whales from extinction.

He lived up to his promise to stir tension, though not a riot. But it wasn’t for want of trying, for the whales have no more relentless, litigious, and truculent advocate than Strahan, nor — as even the targets of his verbal harpoons concede — one who has succeeded as much in forcing the government to protect them. rest of story