Why, this bucolic scene almost looks like Mayberry, R.F.D., excepting for the famous bridge up high.
Check it:
“You can legally fish or crab without a license at Torpedo Wharf at the west end of Crissy Field. Look for posted regulations.”
Them’s crabbers down there, that’s what they are, those West End girls and boys
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It’s easy to get started.
All the deets.
This has a better, closer view from the same area along 17 Mile Drive. (No pup though.)
Pup, rock, mom:
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Smash, smash, smash. And then:
Pup, crab, mom:
Nom, nom, nom.
Take a look here to see why you shouldn’t go poking around rocky crevices near the waters of San Francisco.
Can you see this critter’s left eye?
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Whatever you do, be careful. You don’t want to end up starring in a crab pinch video, right?
Wasn’t sure what this critter was at first, but it sure seemed happy jumping around by the weekend anglers at Piers 30 / 32, site of the recent AVP Pro Beach Volleyball event.
Thought it could have been a dolphin. Oh well, maybe next time.
Our only wish, to catch a fish, so juicy sweet. Click to expand:
Here’s what you do – you get your stuff, head on over to the Presidio‘s Torpedo Wharf (fka the U.S. Navy Pier, fka the Fort Point Mine Depot) then go get yourself some Rock Crab (Cancer Aniennarius). License? You don’t need no stinking license.
Here’s your checklist. But make sure you don’t pick up any Dungeness Crab ”by mistake.” And be on the lookout for freighters off-loading people from other countries sans documentation. That happened a bit sometimes at the Torpedo, before 9-11.
Join in the fun – strangers welcomed with open arms. There’s enough crab and fish for all:
