When Dutch and I left
We arrived in
We rented a car and drove about an hour north to Anacortes, where Dad and Step-mom live. Traffic was eight lanes wide and bumper-to-bumper for most of the trip; I was reminded one more time that as much as I love
By the time we reached the
Most homes and small businesses in the
Even without humidity, 95 degrees is pretty darn hot, so when Dad said we were going crabbing, I was pretty happy about it. There is always a breeze on the water, and even with the sun beaming down hotly, it is cooler on the boat.
Dad and Jeff, Step-mom’s nephew, are co-owners of a 26’ aluminum boat which is a combination work boat and pleasure craft. It has a 130 hp Honda 4-stroke motor which gives it plenty of power, and it handles easily. Brief aside: Dad and Jeff have decided to sell this boat with its trailer; if anyone is interested, email me. We launched at a small marina on the north end of Whidbey Island and motored past the breathtaking waters of
Jeff had four big crab pots on board, which he baited with chicken parts. One by one, he and Dutch tossed them over the side in about 40 feet of water. Buoys with Jeff’s name and address marked each pot’s location. When the last pot was placed, we headed back to the marina where the boat will be moored for the summer.
Over the next two days we went back out twice to see what bounty the cold waters of
In 48 hours, we caught ten Dungeness crabs that were keepers; a good haul, though not a spectacular one. They have caught as many as thirty crabs in that length of time. But we were quite happy with our catch. Dad and Step-mom had planned a welcoming party for Dutch and me that would be a big seafood boil. Along with the crab we had shrimp, and potatoes, onions, and corn-on-the-cob boiled in the spiced water. It was all fabulous. And then there was the 5-inch-tall death-by-chocolate cake for dessert. Oh my.
The heat wave ended two days before we left. I wasn’t sorry to have the temperature drop a bit; this Alaskan doesn’t tolerate 90+ degrees very well—my blood is just too thick, I guess. I could have done without the clouds and rain that followed, but it is the
Photos by The Tundra PA.