When you live a thousand miles from the ocean
like we do, fresh seafood is almost impossible to come by. Sure, we can get the frozen stuff and we pay
ridiculous prices for it. So when
Jeffrey got out their crab pot and prepared to catch the entrée for dinner we
were delighted.
He used canned cat food for bait. He opened holes in the aluminum can with a
triangle punch, put the can in the trap with a weight and tossed it overboard.
The next morning we were right there to see what
would be in the crab pot.
One big guy had taken the bait.
He’d used his claws to rip open the can and had helped
himself to the cat chow. Big mistake.
He was full of fight. He was ready to take the fingers off anyone
who came near.
Too bad for him.
Jeffrey cleaned out their cooking pot.
Christine put the best part of him on top of her
tasty tomato bisque.
(Not an actual photo of the dish. We ate it long before I thought to bring out
my camera so I stole this picture from the internet)
Fast forward a few days. We were in Bandon, Oregon
going for yet another photo of another lighthouse.
Crab country
We happened to be on the dock just as some
non-commercial crab fishermen were bringing in their pots.
This lady had only one, but it looked good to me.
Just a few yards away a guy had made quite a
haul. He brought in five Dungeness Crabs in one trap and they were all pretty
big.
He was using a salmon head for bait and these
crabs still wanted to continue with their feast, not knowing they were next on
the menu. Note the shocked look in their
beady eyes. I kinda felt sad for them.
Using a special crab ruler (there’s probably a
logical name for the thing) the successful fisherman said these crabs certainly
measured up.
To keep them from escaping when they were out of
the crab traps they were turned on their backs and left to flail their legs
until they were stashed in a cooler and invited home for dinner.
Although crabs are on my list of delicacies, I also consider them food for thought. They are fascinating creatures. In a "petting zoo" at the Seaside Aquarium I was given the opportunity to hold this little guy. It decided it would prefer to hide away from the light and under my hand.
With the agility of a spider it defied gravity and scrambled off my palm. Even when
I rotated the back of my hand up it stayed attached and ready to move.