My crab trap lies empty again, menhaden rotting away inside. With the exception of a fun day in late June, trot lining with Bill and Alice (you’ll hear about that sooner or later, with photos of the fat bushel we caught and ate with gusto), it hasn’t been a very good year for crabs around here. My neighbor – a commercial waterman – says he’s been lucky to get two bushels a day. I’ve only caught two crabs in the trap off the dock here on the cove. All that fresh water? Just a lousy year?
I’ll find out tomorrow, when I get to hang out with Steve Vilnit (DNR Fisheries Marketing Director) on a boat in Dorchester County. Stay tuned.