June 10, 2017
After writing Crabbing, Culling, Repeat, I was dying to get back on the boat, but instead of a notebook in hand I grabbed my camera. This morning was better than I could have imagined. The water was calm, the sunrise beautiful, and the crabs (and a few accidental fish and an eel) were plenty. Every morning during the summer, these watermen get out and the crack of dawn and work until after noon. Here is a small collection of photos I took that morning. If you are interested in learning more click here to read my essay.
