This weekend was the beginning of crab season here in the Bay area. For the last two weekends, I found myself crabbing. Initial reports claimed that the crabs were aplenty.
For the first weekend, on November 8, we went to Berkeley Marina. It was a cold windy day, but the pier was full of people with more people have crab nets than fishing poles. We were able to haul medium-sized stone crabs that barely clear the size restrictions. Those we cooked as Singaporean chili crabs, yummylicious.
Last Saturday, after learning that the best spot to go crabbing is by the foot of the Golden Gate Bridge, off we went and found that pier you see from across the foot of the Golden Gate. People were crabbing there too and the time we arrived we saw someone pulling up her net and catching a big one, a stone crab and not a dungeness that’s the signature crab of the SF.
Both me and my crabbing companions have a tough day so far and a very tiring one too, but the minute we sat and threw our nets in the water, we found comfort in the beautiful 80-degree weather with the Golden Gate Bridge glowing in the sun. We all have been living in this area for years and years and never have we seen the bridge this way. We were all one in saying this is why the tourists keep coming here. Every light shows a different beauty to the bridge. We let our husbands deal with the nets as I just took photos. This one is not one I took from Saturday. But that’s my shadow taken November of last year.
After a seal had taken all our baits, we decided to just get closer to the bridge so we left Fort Baker pier and drove a few minutes across to the other side of the Golden Gate and enjoyed our first Golden Gate sunset. We went home crabless and crabby because a seal outwitted us, but we were treated to a home-cooked Indian dinner by our crabbing companions. It was a good Saturday in my world.
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