One Saturday Jessica, Tomas and I went to Port Orford to go crabbing. Tomas's friend Steve set us up with traps and bait. Generally crabbers use turkey legs as bait, but Steve thought that fish heads would be particularly successful at attracting some delicious crabs.
Steve tosses one of the pots.
Waiting for dinner to be served.

The pier is a really neat place with lots of action, even on a Saturday. While we were waiting a boat came in with sea urchins. We also went to the cannery to check out the days catch being held in the live tanks. There were quite a few fish in the tank but what I found more interesting was a small fish tank with things that were accidentally caught. There were small colorful fish and sea stars and star burst sea stars (I think this is what they're called, or atleast that is what they look like they should be called) and lots of other neat looking creatures.
Steve is a fish biologist and he goes out on fishing boats to keep track of how many fish are caught and thrown back over dead to get a better estimate of the number of fish killed. He said that they are always hiring more people and all you need is a natural science degree. Maybe if I could stand being out on a small boat in a storm I would consider applying. What sounds interesting to me is getting to see all of the birds that are off the coast 20 miles. Steve said he has been a few albatross which I think would be neat!
After wasting some time touring the pier we still hadn't caught any crabs so we decided to leave a few traps over night. The next morning we got to Port Orford at 10am only to find our traps empty. Someone working on the pier said it was suspicious not to catch anything when the traps had been out so long implying that we may have had our crabs robbed. We weren't about to give up on dinner so I bought a fishing pole and we went to a lake in Port Orford. After we had no luck, not even a bite, we decided we needed a sure bet. There is a pond between Gold Beach and Port Orford that stocks fish for kids. Tomas insisted that Jessica looked like a child in her overalls and baseball hat already and that it wouldn't really be cheating.

Unfortunately, after a few bites we lost our one and only bobber and were forced to conceed to fishlessness. We ended up buying fish from the grocery store, the fish market closed half an hour before we got there, just so we felt like the day wasn't for nothing.

Chef Tomas and the tempura


In the end the fish wasn't the greatest, but maybe that's because we didn't catch it ourselves. Next time I won't let Tomas attempt to deep fry it.

It was a fun weekend but next time we go crabbing and fishing I'm not leaving until we've caught something.




