We went crabbing on Monday and did pretty well, there is a nice crabbing area on rt 64 near Manteo NC with a pedestrian bridge and a dock as well as a shaded pavilion and bathrooms, it was a perfect place for taking the kids.
We got about 16 of the buggers and gnawed on them over the course of the week.
Mack didn't wait for his to be cleaned.
We also went out on a party boat on Tuesday. I was a little leery of party boats, the closest I ever saw my grandfather Lisle and my Dad get to a fist fight was in a dispute over tangled lines bluefishing on a party boat when I was a kid.
|The Miss Oregon Inlet|
|The Docks at Oregon Inlet|
One thing that has always impressed me about my father is that he is never late for ANYTHING, he is always early. The flip side is that you always have to leave early to arrive early (5AM is too early to get up for anything on vacation) But none the less we arrived at the crack of dawn. On the bright side the morning light let me take this pretty picture which has nothing to do with the rest of this post.
|Mack Mora and the puffer fish|
No fist fights though.