One final crabbing trip before I move out of my apartment on Geary and it's all about the ladies -- me, Jo and Audris, the Fort Point crabbing virgin. Turns out
virgins are good luck for crabbing. We caught more crabs in this trip than we had with all our trips with Jablow. It was like Jesus and the fish -- crabs were practically
jumping into the net every time we threw it into the water.
That nasty sea lion appeared shortly after we arrived, but we were prepared for him this time. Even after he bit through one of the plastic twisties we'd attached to the bait
trap, he wasn't able to swim off with the trap like last time. After catching about 25-30 crabs we dumped about 8 back into the drink after determining they were just a wee bit
too small for our needs.
We headed to Audris' house to stink it up with our crab cookin' and the Jablow showed up to stare in awe at the goodies we'd hauled up from Old Man Sea.
It's all about Girl Power! Hee!
Can't start without having the right supplies. Beer, chips, Gatorade...
Jo checks the horizon for that annoying sea lion.
Wow! Our first haul!
Frankie's turn to throw the net.
What perfect form! Hee!
Incoming!
Check out these guns, baby!
Here's that sea lion, ready to steal our chicken necks.
