Crabbed with my daddy yesterday and as always had a great time. Left the dock to a cool northerly wind and grey overcast skies…the coolness was a nice change and we both hoped that the raiin would hold off and that the crabs had been enjoying the bait daddy had left in the pots:smiley:
first twelve pots left us with a box full of crabs…and most were large…which made us very happy:smiley:
the wood stick daddy has is for pushing crabs around and then measuring them “in the slot” he has cut into it…has to fit point to point…number ones overlap sides
Deal is…I get to pull, dump and bait the pots…and daddy culls(seperates them)…which is a great deal for me as I love to “work” them…but dont like the “getting bit” part of culling…but still often find myself doing a crab jig as they snap at my feet :).I get bit enough emptying them:smiley:…you learn quick to look where you stick your fingers thats for sure!
so usually when its time to cull…daddy will pick a spot…we have a few “usualls”… and stop and cull while I fish…another bonus for me:smiley:
first spot proved to be “holding” a nice school of little reds…who happily ate every shrimp I tossed at them…
heres a fish “tail” or two:smiley: Ive always wondered and marveled at the way they are all different
“I am constantly amazed at the stupidity of the general public.”
~my dad
Equipment:
190cc Sea Pro w/130 Johnson
1- 18 year old ( has decided being with parents isn’t cool)
1 - 15 year old (still does not mind hanging with the 'rents)
1 - wife (The Warden)
why thanks! hahaha…went crabbing with him again today but since Ive been up since 0330…it will have to wait until tommorow for a post here as sleep calls my name
