(We usually go crabbing between the oil-refinery docks and Cap Sante just out of Anacortes. Traps are about 2 feet by 2 feet by one foot with little in-opening doors for the crabs to enter. There are tiny slots for under-sized ones to escape. We put chicken in wire-mesh bait boxes hooked to the bottom. About 75 feet of rope - water is about 60 feet deep there. Each licensed person can have two traps down. Leave them down for about 45 minutes. Generally they are FULL of small and female Dungeness crabs with one or two big males in there as well! The season and limits are managed to assure a good supply. Recreational season is mid-July through September, 5 days a week. There is a big commercial catch here too, at a different time of the year. The whole exercise drives BL nutso!)
Monday, August 8, 2011
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Nutso? You mean that in a good way, right RG? Right?
Sounds like fun!
Oh RG, you've put your foot in it again, haven't you? You'd better hope BL doesn't decide to join Lucky in his campaign for revenge!
Of course he meant it in a good way, BL. Just like when he says cats are weird.
Crabbing sounds neat. Enjoy your catch.
I remember crabbing with my grandma as a kid. We used a chicken neck tied to a string. Sat there all day long and had the best time!
You are in big trouble with both BL and the Bunns, methink. Good luck.
Sounds like RG should monitor what he says around BL and what he does around Lucky in order to avoid head slaps and compromising photos. Maybe Lucky will just render the camera inoperable and BL will make you do all the cooking for awhile. Good luck.
Payback photos! What an amazing concept!
Once again I feel lucky Hef's dad does not read my blog so I can call him whatever I want, haha!
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