No sail and oar trip is complete without some long slog under oar and catching at least a few crabs.
Each spring, my son and I make a voyage together and each year he says he is actually going to catch a crab, even though we don’t have any nets or bait. I should note he’s now 18, but still thinks he’ll get one.
Well, this year he finally got his wish. It was low, low tide, the water mirror calm and an aquarium-like scene was below us as we rowed along looking at the sea lettuce, sand dollars, and the occasional fish. Then a huge rock crab appeared just as we coasted to a stop.
“Let’s nab him,” my son yelled with the glee of a six-year old.
“OK, chop stick style,” I called back and handed him an oar.
I slid mine towards the crab and before my son could get his all the way to the quarry, it scuttled on to my oar as I started to lift.
It grabbed on, and out came the crab, clamped onto the oar.
For the record, those oars, while not guaranteed to catch crabs, are very fine oars indeed. Made by Tom Regan at Grapeview Point Boatworks. They have lead in the handles which helps balance them, a beautiful spoon blade, and some of the finest clear-grain Sitka spruce in the shaft that you’ll find anywhere.