Michael, Harry and Ollie went out mud crabbing in the mangrove forest with Vincent, the local aboriginal guide. They had the best time and were thrilled to set off with their hook like spears for an adventure of a lifetime! Vincent taught them how to find and catch the crabs. Harry managed to catch the first one and then Ollie scooped the day with 3 crabs! There was also another couple in their 60's who went and between them all they brought home 9 mud crabs - a great result for a couple of hours in the mud.
Trying to keep all the crabs in the container to bring home proved to be harder than catching them in the mud! The boys were so excited when they returned and we invited the other couple and the Curtis family (from Gibb River Road who also happened to be staying at Kooljaman) for a big cook up at our hut! We borrowed a huge pot from the restaurant and set about following Vincent's instructions for cooking crab. Hours passed as we tried to boil a huge industrial cooking pot on our tiny portable gas burner but finally the moment came. The boys took the crabs out of the ice and put them in the pot - everyone waiting eagerly for the first taste of the crab! Hammers and multigrips came into force as we cracked open the shells - they were magnificent - so sweet and succulent. As expected the kids actually didn't like the crabs and settled for snags on the BBQ! The adults all tucked into a great feast of crab and beers - fantastic night!
I like to move it, move it!
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