10-08-07 n 08 Hood Canal Marrowstone Dungee Hunting

[johnny]

this is our 3rd year in a row to be invited to the hungree dungee on marrowstone island washington... where we score and consume the elusive dungeness crabb...





first up... meet up with the host... the flying duck...

chevron supreme with techron... yummy...



noticed a rig being unloaded with cruisers all loaded for moto travel... impressive operation going on... must be a foreigners on a 4 corners of the u s a...



the plan was to ride the hood canal... butt its soupy so we ride a more direct route... not many photos cause of the rain...

military... carriers...











mystic red and trudy rolled from spokane yesterday... trudys 1st multi day solo ride... and they are going to bc after a weekend and ducks place...



mystic red almost bought the farm... deer farm that is... he went full on abs and grazed its leg... knocked off his fender... 1 second less reaction time and it would have been a different result...



the chimacum cafe... chimacum washington...





j p = b n g + hashbrowns...



the others... who cares... yeeeeeehaaaaa...

the super secret escape hatch from the modern era to an era of long ago...











getting busy with oysters and clams...





the duck and his 8 foot john boat... do it for the dungee...







you know what 4 horsepower means... i know what evinrudes 1964 version of 4 horsepower means... not much... ha...





we went out to set the cages... it was raining...  i had shorts n sandals and we decided to stay out f ing with the bait and cages for a couple hours... no photos cause it was raining pretty good...

then comes the last hours of the dungee... this time i gotts on full rain gear... and my hat is a fender... it was perfect... kept the heat in my head... kept the rain off my head... and it was aerodynamic...



the duck was sporting his roman candle hat... that involves roman candles and lotts of alcohol and superior marksmanship... or duck would be blind and burned up... you had to be there...



looking for the big daddys... juveniles get thrown back...

















grazing and boozing... yeeeeeeehaaaaaa...









these two are from iderhoe... nothing more needs to be said...



all work and no play...



the last dance before lights out...







clamms...









trudy... micki... and daddy duck getting down on the dungee...







and the fresh sockeye salmon...







the original...



imitators... pathetic what boozing does to an already weak mind...





no photos were allowed after dungee grubbing... until the morning after...





better break out the aspirin...



blues and maple will do...











first to fall last night... last to rise this morning...



















thats all folks...





j o