The ironman of travel Yoshimasa Ikeuchi

Baby crabs also march to the forest where their parents live

I get out of the car and control the traffic of crabs

December 2005 (Photo courtesy of Nature Works)

5mm baby crab

Baby crab taken in December 2005 (Photo courtesy of Nature Works)

Kotetsu (wife) taking a picture of a crab

Raise the claws high and spawn ・ The brown part is the egg

The part that looks brown is the egg

Observe crab spawning at Ethel Beach at 4am

I didn't even witness the birth of my own child.
It is ironic that we are now witnessing
crab spawning on an Island far from Japan.
(Children! I'm sorry)

Some crabs spawn on rocks because they don't match
the timing of the eggs and the waves
that get on the waves well and are swept away.

How many of these will survive?
After a month of underwater life,
it becomes a crab of about 5 mm and reaches the coast.

When I visited the beach again 7 hours later,
I found the pink baby crab on the beach.

Each one-month-old baby crab looks shining.

Landed under the rock with hidden waves.
It's hard to catch the camera moving faster than an ant.

The color of the sea changes to reddish brown.

Small fish are already waiting to eat eggs on the beach.

The competition for survival is fierce in every world.

The drama of nature is unfolding in front of you.

The appearance of trying hard with bubbles coming out of the mouth is insane. 　

After incubation,
she squeezes her last power and returns to the forest.

Desperately grab the rock so as not to be swept away by the waves crashing once and twice.

Adjust the timing to the waves, raise your claws high and shake your hips to spawn in the sea.
The appearance of the mother crab is strong and strong.

Inspiring crab dance.

When I can't spawn at once,
I raise my claws and shake my hips again and again.

January 26, 2006, 3:30 am.
Head to the coast of Ethel Beach for the second time.

The high tide is 4:33.
The dark beach is illuminated by a flashlight and there are hundreds of red crabs.

This is my first experience to see such a scene. 　
I'm timing the eggs to hit the waves that hit the shore.

Crabs with wet shells are at once submerged in seawater standby for spawning OK.

It seems to be very lucky to be able to see the movement,
spawning, spawning and survival of crabs in a week.

I was impressed by the birth of a wonderful life,
and I didn't even notice the dawn.

The mountain road on the way back is crab, crab, crab.

After getting out of the car and controlling the traffic of the crabs,
the car was finally able to pass.

It also seemed that the crabs were happy with the rain last night. 　

Crabs