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| Blackwater Wildlife Refuge |
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| Pete tossing the crab trap |
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| Just before the sun set |
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| Lone pine just before sunrise |
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| Sunrise |
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| Redwing blackbirds |
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| Heading out in the morning |
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| Pete setting the line |
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| Caught half a bushel in three hours time |
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| Toddville |
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| Waterman boats: A historic, but dying profession on the Eastern Shore |
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I went crabbing with my friend Pete over the weekend near the Blackwater Wildlife Refuge on Maryland's Eastern Shore. It was a perfect, brisk, fall weekend to hit the water. It is fringe living for folks who choose to live in this remote region. I'd imagine most everyone who lives there makes a living on the water in some form or fashion. Other than the occasional car passing by, or hardened stare from a waterman near the wharf, Pete and I hardly saw anybody out there. The day we went crabbing started windy and cold but, eventually warmed up and water became like glass. Crabbing was really fun and interesting. Pete learned from his father years ago. We started catching crabs almost immediately, and it was a rush to see the first crabs snagged and brought into the boat via a bated line. We did run after run, bringing in about half a bushel in three hours, and losing quite a few in the process. Many crabs we had to throw back, due to being to small. It was a memorable weekend. I've been enjoying trying to capture pictures of birds lately and hope to return one day as the area is rich for birding...
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