Crab Life II
During softshell crab season, I was hanging out on the docks out on St. Helena. Noticing this very rough looking character watching the soft shell tanks, he began to tell me fishing stories. Being hesitant at first, he did not want to be bothered. After a bit of persistence he agreed and on his own simply turned holding a basket of soft shell crabs. Looking at me with his eyes simply telling me “hurry up”.