FMF #21 - Mud Crab Boogie
My brother I grew up on the Gold Coast, and we spent a lot of time crabbing on the weekends. We’d go out early in the morning, just before sunrise and we’d get back at sunset. On a good day, we’d catch dozens of mud crabs. Once caught we’d place them in a large bucket, well actually it was more like a big plastic rubbish bin, with two sturdy handles on either side for ease of getting it out of the boat. Lid Not Required What was interesting is we never bothered placing a lid on the bucket because our parents taught us that the crabs would never get out because as soon as one tried to escape, the other crabs would quickly grab hold of it and pull it back into the bucket with the rest of the crabs. I witnessed this time and time again, and it never ceased to amaze me. Instead of helping and supporting each other to escape, the crabs would do whatever it took to keep them in the bucket. Negative Friends Now I know I’m talking about crabs, and they don’t have the intellect ...