As usual with my slanted view on some things, it stumbled out of my brain as a variation of "deer in the headlights" ..since I know of some real crab enjoying folks around the pub , I thought is was appropo for the subject. instead of the Bayou of Louisiana, it may have been from dreams when I grew up on the windy,snowy, hot, windy,stormy plains of Wyoming.
As far as trash of the boating world, considering how many big yachters have C-Dory's now... we may be actually lifting up the yacht world. I am sure we will get our 'spect...
Ok, No calling me sir yet..haven't got my orders from Her Royal Highness in England yet... If I held my breath on that.... well I would be crab bait.
I'll stick with my given names, Jim,Jimmy, Jimmy John ,James John, and what I though for a long time was Dammit Jim.
Jim
I post in green to honor our boat's color.