This afternoon, Seth, Eliot, Eliot’s friend Matt, and I went to Redfish Bay in Rockport for some crabbing and wade fishing. There’s something very primal about crabbing. It’s just me and the net… hunting, chasing, catching. Ah, I just love it. In three hours I managed to catch sixteen crabs, but only eight of them were big enough to keep. Luckily, the boys caught plenty, too, bringing our group total to nineteen. We have enough to make crabcakes tomorrow!
Is it wrong that I was singing this song to myself the whole time?