At the beginning of April, we were in Anegada in the British Virgin Islands.
I was halfway through my school work that morning when Dad asked if I wanted to go try get some crayfish. Of course, I jumped at the idea.
First, we went to have a look around some cray pots and saw nothing so we decided to have a look at a small wreck but found only small fish. I was starting to get a bit cold but Dad insisted we try one more place. We went over to a shallow reef and it didn’t take long before we spotted a cray. It was really exciting.
Dad came up for a breath and then dived back down and wrestled it out of his hole. That was the first crayfish of our sailing trip. Later on that evening, Dad took nine of the oldest children among us to catch some dinner. It was awesome team work. One person would locate a crayfish and wave Dad over. We would all circle around the rock and Dad would dive down and pull it out. Once he reached the surface everyone would cheer and whistle. After a while, everyone had a try.
Gabe, Henrik, Luca and Dad had been struggling to get a crayfish out from under a rock, so we were getting ready to move on. Just then, out of the corner of my eyes I saw a pair of antennas. The crayfish was sneaking out the back of the hole and just before he shot off, I pinned him to a rock below. And just like that, I officially caught my first crayfish! All together, we had caught three.
That evening we invited all the families to come cook and eat the crayfish on the beach. It ended up being an awesome evening with everyone laughing and playing games. The next morning dad led three dinghies full of children and a few adults to go get crayfish as home schooling. We managed to get nine crayfish but had to put back seven of them because they had eggs so we ended up going home with two which provided another lovely lunch. It was an incredible experience no-one will ever forget.
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