I saw the most faint traces of the sun rise off the edge of the world, as a cool breeze, and sea spray crossed my face. I took a deep breath, and threw my net into a school of herring. The nets threads hissed through the air in such a way that I knew even with out watching that the net had fully opened, followed by a buzzing splash sound like when you dip something in hot cooking oil, when the weights of the net hit the water.

I waited for the net to sink, then started pulling on the line attached to my wrist. The line became taut, and I could feel the weight of fish within the closed net on the other end of the line. Beautiful!

Once the net was on shore, and out of the surf, I began sorting m y haul. Herring went into a bucket, shrimp, and crabs went into another.

Soon, I had a bucket of herring, and other bait fish, and a bucket of breakfast!

In a pot of boiling sear water went in a rock crab, and about a dozen shrimp. While the crustaceans were boiling I dropped fresh butter into a griddle, followed by eggs, milk, and sea salt. Don't let anyone fool you, seafood, and scrambled eggs are delicious, and I devoured both before starting my day. Just as the sun came up.