A couple of hours wrangling crab pots.
Back to dry land to start the water boiling filling the air with the delicious smell of bay leaves and herbs.
Just a few moments later....
Lunch is served!
From the bottom of Netarts Bay to table in less than an hour. The crab meat is incredibly sweet and doesn't even make it to a salad before being devoured. I wouldn't live anywhere else.
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