While we were there the razor clam season opened up. So we went out and dug up clams. It is actually alot of fun. I remember as a kid going to the ocean to dig clams. You find little holes in the sand then dig them up with a clam shovel. It is a bit of work but pretty excitting to get the clams up.


I would like to know when I became the woman on the beach with butterfly waders on, and brown sweats with a white shirt, grey sweatshirt and a lamp on my head? hmmmm somewhere along the way at the beach I forgot about fashion! The headlamp though was quite attractive. When you dig clams at night - well you have to have the headlamp!
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