Urban Outcast Music Discovery #11 - Tennessee Song by Margo Price
Months with an "R" are supposedly primo months for harvesting oysters (even though it doesn't help with the slime factor). It was time to pay it forward and introduce two northwest families to the joys of pulling protein out of the mud:
Bywater Bay: Our trainees for this trip straddle a precarious line, representing the most cultured Seattle family still willing to allow a redneck to come over for dinner. Because they haven't signed the waiver but will certainly need further training, they will henceforth be known as Professor Fish and Family.
Bywater is a favorite for having the shortest walk, a most ludicrous amount of clams, and a decent oyster selection. Professor Fish and Family showed a knack for raking steamer clams and even avoided bloodshed while shucking oysters. Particularly impressive was the genuine joy of the youngest oyster slurper.
Belfair State Park: Prof Orange has been the most patient of students. Every fishing trip without the help of a professional guide results in an empty cooler and yet I can convince him to get up at 4 am to try again. So instead of playing AAA, we rounded up the whole family for some tee ball.
Same general story, but this time it was mountains of oysters with the steamers hiding underneath and in-between. The protein gathering was very successful but I forfeited several guide points when I lost track of my charges and the ladies took a shortcut into some deep, sucking mud. The little one was tossed to safety and a hip wader was the only casualty.
Bywater Bay: Our trainees for this trip straddle a precarious line, representing the most cultured Seattle family still willing to allow a redneck to come over for dinner. Because they haven't signed the waiver but will certainly need further training, they will henceforth be known as Professor Fish and Family.
Belfair State Park: Prof Orange has been the most patient of students. Every fishing trip without the help of a professional guide results in an empty cooler and yet I can convince him to get up at 4 am to try again. So instead of playing AAA, we rounded up the whole family for some tee ball.
