Shit happens all the time. I just caught a couple albies (that's what we call them up heah) last weekend. They taste real funky. But. Nothin a little Coffee Brandy and Moxie won't fix up, ayuh.
I think it's the snow. It's September. We've already had about a dozen blizzahds thus fah, ayuh.
I went up to the biggest city (Bangor, population 650, not including demon spirits Stephen King writes about) and discussed this at the local bah. Everybody's been catching these things. Josiah's niece's daughtah caught one just last week, on her first lobsterin trip. She looked so cute, the little 10 month old.
Ah, it's gettin hot out. Almost 30 degrees today.