My right calf is chalky blue from dried horseshoe crab blood. An angler on the ferry jetty hooked the creature earlier today, and did not know what to do.

I removed the hook from the mortally wounded creature, then let it grab my finger with its pincers, to show it could not hurt me. I then put my palm on its tail.

"It cannot sting you. It cannot hurt you."

I climbed down the rocks to get closer to the bay water, then let it go.

An hour or so later, I heard the angler say the same words to another frightened fisherman.

"It cannot hurt you."

That's a good day fishing.