No, this post is not about the sandwich at the Crow’s Nest in Capitola (sadly, they have removed it from the menu). This is about the real deal. Catching crabs. Matching wits between man (and boy) and crustacean.
First the set up…This is a crab hole.
This particular species of crab climbs up onto the sand and starts digging. The fresh sand outside is the sign that a crab has moved in and is renovating the hole.
Here is the crab busily tossing out the old sand to make his home nice and comfy. He is unaware that he is being watched (and stalked) from above.
Keegan has been coached by his dad on the fine art of catching crabs with a piece of bacon on a string tied to a stick. (Shellfish must love bacon because this is the same trick used for catching crawdads in drainage ditches.) They tied the bacon to a piece of string about 18 inches long and Keegan set the trap…In this picture he has placed the bacon near the hole and laid the string out in the sand. Here he is burying the stick.
The crab takes the bait…
The proud crab catcher signals his success…
In reality, the crab got the bacon and Keegan got a stick, a string and about 30 minutes of entertainment.
Life lesson: When you think about it, most of our experiences are catch and release.