Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Rednecks, Road Kill and Crabbing

Last Sunday my son and I went to one of our favorite crabbing haunts to be greeted shortly after we arrived by two locals rolling up on bicycles loaded down with crabbing gear. They were very pleasant but just as eager to start crabbing. The one guy asked how we were doing and I answered with the standard "it's been better" answer.
Shortly after setting out their hand lines one was retrieved rather early because the bait was floating. I took a glance over and giddily asked... "What is that? A mouse?"

Well... The answer was not half as amusing as to where they got the bait!

In a short reply, "nope... it's a half a squirrel". I had to then ask where they got the bait and was told they picked it up on the side of the road on the way down to the dock.

Needless to say I was in awe of this all and found it quite amusing to boot.
I didn't stay much longer, wished them all a "good luck" and packed up. I then wondered on the way home how they made out...