Today my mom and I set out the crab pot rigged with a frozen turkey leg in the hopes of capturing some dungeness crabs. When we first brought the pot up there was no luck, but thankfully, a neighbor in a nearby boat said that in order to attract any crabs we would have to use smashed up clams instead, which he so graciously supplied. When we pulled it up a second time, much to our surprise, there were 8 crabs! One nuzzled their way out right before we brought the pot in the boat but I could tell he/she would have been far to small to keep.
In Washington State, in order to keep and eat the crabs you catch they mush be male and the shell must be 6 and 1/4 inches across. Out of the seven we had left, 4 were keepers! Now personally I am not a fan of any kind of shellfish but just the feeling of catching something was an award in itself.
To be completely honest, I think crabs are super creepy and just being in the same boat of a pot full of them makes my heart pound and my skin get goosebumps. The worst torture would be putting me in a small space with a crab. Hunter (the cat) agrees. He inspected the bucket full that was on our back porch and decided that he was in no mood for sushi.
Later my mom cooked them up and I cleaned them and they are all ready for eating tonight! A bunch of family is coming over to the cabin to visit before my parents leave. I am making some homemade pasta for everyone and my mom already made some homemade rhubarb pie (which we may have accidentally had a small taste of this morning..). The weather is perfect and I don't think I am quite ready to say goodbye to my parents yet. But I can enjoy their company as much as possible until then!
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