I may have mentioned it on the odd occasion – I did most of my growing up on the Isle of Wight. We still visit regularly, and I usually manage to induct the boy into some sort of family tradition.
Last year it was fishing, this year – in a similarly watery vein, it was crabbing!
It’s fairly simple – buy a spool with a weight and net, stuff the net with bacon, and plop it off the side of the harbour…then wait!
We were of course successful in our endeavours and caught several magnificent specimens of crabby gloriousness.
No nips were experienced – due to the sensible handling as demonstrated by a gurning Mumzilla in the above photo.
A lovely afternoon was topped off with ice cream and a visit to the canoe lake to see the newest additions – some extremely SQUEEE-worthy ducklings!