It wasn't as easy as last week, but we managed a few dozen. Even though we were up at 4:30 several guys beat us to the crabbing grounds, so we had to head somewhere different. I now know why it's important to keep the trot line taught. At first I had a tough time weaving back and forth trying to follow the line that must have settled in a funky way. After some adjustments, we finally started catching some crabs. Crabbing so close to home is great and my wife even sent my son down to the dock to join me. He's a natural and only missed a few. Today we caught small crabs on almost every chicken neck...much smaller than last time.
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