As part of the grand tour of NZ, we have decided that musseling is a must. It's just something we don't have at home. Fun, easy, and delicious, it's a no-brainer!
Getting geared up!
Behold the wonders of the sea! No shortage of mussels around here!
Dan the Man looking like a pro!
True Hunter/Gatherers in action.
Someone's been doing CrossFit! Let the muscle/mussel puns roll.. Oh come on! Don't clam up on me now!
Nate was on shark-watch... not really. But there really are sharks out there... waiting.
Dan was in his element.
Rebecca could teach a workshop on musseling at this point.
Once our hard work of pulling supper off the rocks was complete, some beachrock exploration was in order. I told them they looked like they should be on some album cover.
Meanwhile, slightly to the right:
Work it, ladies.
This is me trying to keep track of this crew.
Throwing rocks is the world's best game. And not to brag, but I knocked over our target on the first try...
Heading back with our harvest.
Just a few of our trophies, ready to eat!
Like a nautical cereal box prize, this mussel came with a tiny crab inside!
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