As a child my family vacationed at the rustic and serene island resort area of Hilton head Island, South Carolina. One of my fondest childhood memories was crabbing at the concrete seawall surrounding the quaint village of Harbor Town.
Fishing for crabs is a simple sport and is quite rewarding. The hoped-for result is a bucket full of crabs and ultimately a sweet and succulent meal. Each feisty little crab seems like a precious treasure on the end of a string.
Early on I discovered crabs enjoy eating chicken as much as I did, so my brother and I would stop at the grocery store for some pieces of fresh chicken before heading off to the seawall. After tying a morsel of chicken to the end of the string, we would toss it out into the water and wait a few minutes, hoping the crabs would take the bait. Slowly we would pull the string in hand over hand until the chicken would reach the surface.
