My husband took my neighbor Ann and I out fishing yesterday. Ann and I are infamous chummers getting way too sick at sea to even think about going. Jim told us that the ocean was like glass, so we dared to try it again. Ann drove her car so we could escape our agony if need be. Ann and I didn't get sick! It was like glass and so very beautiful. We are now going to be Jim's new "fair weather-calm sea" fishing buddies. We caught our limit of rock cod and found 4 male crabs that we could keep. Female crabs have fatter butts than male crabs! Who would have thought? My job was to pick up all the many baby crab and throw them back in for next year. Ann didn't like slimy moving critters, but she loved catching fish. Thankfully, we had our man, Jim, doing the slime work! We live 4 miles beyond those hills up a river. It is almost always ten degrees warmer at our home in the summer and ten degrees colder in the winter.
Just out of port showing the Best Western and the Harbor Hills. You can see scraped off hillside where developers are attempting to make us another Carmel, CA like place. They mutter about making Italian looking villas up there. Many of us dread the end of our innocence and a place without so many people.
Early in the morning before the sun broke through the fog
I think this is Tom Hank's place that he recently bought...still in the fog. It is so hard to figure just where you are when you get out in the ocean, but I bet this is his place. I didn't see him out on the deck waving at me like I expected! LOL
This is the same house on the way back in after the sun broke through
Harbor Hills looking beautiful.
One of our male crabs with the skinny butt
Coming back into port. That bridge is Hwy 101...not very big in our parts.
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