The sea's bounty awaits !
John manning the pot...
We brought our old Coleman camp stove at the last minute and surprisingly it brought all the pots to a quicker boil than the smaller bottle propane burners.
We went out a day or two before to catch crab, our dockmates went out Saturday morning, so we had lots to share.

George, John, and Darcy preparing the catch for the pot
The ladies call it the massacre, but we're all still willing to eat them.
They are tough little crabs, wouldn't go down without a fight. The guys ended up with several large cuts, pinched toes and fingers, George had a split thumb nail.
Darcy helping to clean Crabs
Dungeness crab - must be males, must be at least 6 1/4 inches across.
Kathy, Laura, Wendell
John, George, John, and Yvonne
Laura, Kathy, Bill, Betty
John's Dad Bill
Lena, Anna, Reg
Ted, Lorna, Barb, Zack, and Lena
Dave and Ted
How can you beat a day on the docks, eating fresh as you can get local corn on the cob, drawn butter, homemade Coleslaw with raisins, cranberries, and sunflower seeds, Pasta salad, Bratwurst and of course lot and lots of Dungeness Crab.
Some of us enjoyed the Barefoot Pinot Grigio, others hearty Australian Shiraz, and others several samplings of beer, Budweiser being the cold one of choice.
We finished with cream puffs and a chocolate unbirthday cake.
It was wonderful, a great group of people all willing to share and help and have fun.
We all had a great time!
We all had a great time!
We vow next year will be even bigger and better!
Kalena

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