Fun with Crabs!

As it were...

The day started brightly and we had a leisurely breakfast on a terrace overlooking the sea in the sunshine. As the tide went out, we ventured out onto the beach in search of rock pools and their inhabitants. The rest of you may have picked up your first crab at a young age but my first time was on this day, aged 52. I grew up in the prairies of Canada, a long, long way from the seashore and rock pools. It was fun!
I’ve included an extra of Ursonate17 looking heroic!