The Process
A couple of days spent in setting up a new computer and external drive from the convoluted tangle of its predecessor has reintroduced me to thousands of images, long forgotten. I've posted a couple of these, not because they are technically or artistically significant, just that they have memories of what seems to be an age ago.
This is how we catch mud-crabs, folks. A baited safety pot is left for a considerable time - possibly a tidal cycle. It is safe to do this because, in theory, any crabs caught are unable to escape. Where the owner of this trap has miscalculated is that it was set too shallow, allowing the tide to recede and his catch to die in the sun. You can see a crab attempting to escape!
It can be more than your life is worth to handle someone else's trap, but we waded into deeper water and re-positioned it.
The Process
A couple of days spent in setting up a new computer and external drive from the convoluted tangle of its predecessor has reintroduced me to thousands of images, long forgotten. I've posted a couple of these, not because they are technically or artistically significant, just that they have memories of what seems to be an age ago.
This is how we catch mud-crabs, folks. A baited safety pot is left for a considerable time - possibly a tidal cycle. It is safe to do this because, in theory, any crabs caught are unable to escape. Where the owner of this trap has miscalculated is that it was set too shallow, allowing the tide to recede and his catch to die in the sun. You can see a crab attempting to escape!
It can be more than your life is worth to handle someone else's trap, but we waded into deeper water and re-positioned it.