Here are the rules to the game:
Dude was about a quarter mile away from the beaches of northwest Frisco.
IMO, this fellow (who was, granted, west of the Golden Gate) was in San Francisco Bay. But the rules for dungeness crab trapping seem to indicate that he was _outside_ of SF Bay. Ergo, this hobby is A-OK.
News to me…
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.
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:
