Loaded for crabbin

We pushed off from South Beach on our 2016 crab season debut to very nice conditions inside.

Pt Bonita was poppin fresh so we stayed in the lane

Some gnarly stuff on the bar between us and crab heaven

It’s ok when you can see them but about 2 miles out we hit fog and the walls started climbing.

Eyes glued to the chart/radar  we turned uphill about 3 miles out. Too soon. We got air on a huge sneaker. Mike and I went weightless and then ragdoll on the bridge and Randy caught air on the stern. I won’t soon forget the sound of a 36 ft sportfisher loaded with gear slamming into the trough.

After that crabbing at Baker Beach sounded like a fine idea so we turned tail.

We dropped 4 pots in 120 feet and headed back to Bonita Cove for rockfish.

Swells had everything locked down but the scenery was spot on.

We pulled the string for a handful of crab and headed for home.

Fresh crab for dinner made for an end to a mighty fine day.