Crayfish...ing

Yesterday, a couple buddies and myself decided to go out to the gravel pits for some ol' fashioned crayfish huntin', Craw'Daddies they call 'em in the south, where the sport is much more popular than here in southern Manitoba. We geared up with our ice cream pails and butterfly nets and hit the banks of the blue waters. We lifted rocks, we scooped up crayfish, we lifted rocks, we scooped up crayfish, we worked our ways in teams of two around the edge of the water getting as many of those little lobsters as we could, sometimes resulting in a pinched finger. After the process was complete we had collected probably around 60 - 70 crayfish, later to be boiled and eaten.

This is a picture of them before we cooked 'em up, still alive and snipping!
Dave looking a little discusted with our catch.


About to toss 'em into the boiling water.

THEY'RE TURNING RED!!

They ARE red.


To shell the crayfish, we broke off the tail (which is the only edible part of them, besides the claws which are too small to eat), this is the remainder...

This is all the meat we got from those little guys, not much is it...but its pretty gosh darn tasty with butter and garlic!!!

This is the four of us before we began eating the small treat of the days labors.

I think we did pretty good for a buncha Oakbankers and boonie boys, what'you think?