Kyle drove up to meet me on Whidbey Island Saturday morning, just before breakfast Randy impressed us with his gourmet breakfast hash. Soon after eating, the whole crew drove up to the marina where Randy and Deb keep their boat. They had so generously invited Kyle and I to go out with them and their kids when they found out we were coming. We are so grateful!
Seasoned crabbers, Randy and Deb had set the crab pots out before we had gotten there. All we had to do was find them and pull them out. The first pot gave us almost the full number of crab we needed. We snapped pictures and began getting excited for our dinner that night. However, the crabs weren’t excited. Even with being careful to avoid the pinchers, one crab made a last effort of self defense and pinched Kyle’s finger. We made sure to keep him so Kyle could get his revenge.
The next crab pot yielded nothing but a big sea star. Apparently, crabs don’t like being around them because the sea stars eat crab. This star looked like it had been in a few fights with crabs. Thankfully, the last pot had the biggest crabs of all and no fingers were pinched.
After getting our share of crab, we moved to the top of Whidbey Island, through Deception Pass and to a protected cove for a picnic location. Deb supplied us with yet another delicious meal which we ate on a dock surrounded by evergreens. As we were in a state park full of hiking trails, we also walked around to get a better view of Deception Pass and Whidbey Island.
We headed back soon after so we could cook and clean the crabs. My aunt Jan had not come with us on the boat so I wanted to spend some more time with her once we got back. Once we had the crab cooking, Jan and I drove the few minutes to Fort Ebey State Park. We intended to just watch the sun go down along the coast but we got a little more of a show than that.
As we were standing, looking over the water, I happened to see dust rising off of the nearby bluffs. After a closer look I realized it was coming from a deer being chased by a coyote. And, they were headed in our direction. My heart started racing as we were in a pretty vulnerable position with our backs against the ocean and just a driftwood fort for protection. Thankfully, he changed his course and ran up the hill to our right.
Our cries of surprise must have distracted the coyote because the deer got away (you can see the coyote in the photo above to the very left – I wasn’t prepared to take a picture so I didn’t zoom in like I should have). At first we were scared he would come visit us but thankfully he slowly went back to where he came from. My adrenaline was still pumping as we proceeded to watch the sun go down.
We made it back to the house just after the family had started eating and shared our story. We should have told it at a better time because everyone was distracted by their food. I don’t blame them. It was delicious! Kyle, in particular, enjoyed eating the crab that pinched him. Revenge is a dish best dipped in butter.