The other weekend we had the opportunity to go digging clams with friends. We drove down to Aberdeen Washington and out to a large beach at low tide. The beach seemed endless, and we could drive right out onto it. There were a huge number of people out there but there was so much space it hardly felt crowded. Digging clams was a lot of fun, it’s part treasure hunt and part brute force. Thanks so much to Mary, Dave, Tiffany and Chris for the fantastic day!
I didn’t take any pictures of the process of cleaning the clams, for those you can take a look at Mary’s Night of the Living Clams post over at Shelterrific. Let’s just say it was creepy and fascinating. She also posted about making the clam chowder recipe taken from the State of Washington Department of Fish and Wildlife. We have not yet cooked any of our clams, I’ll be sure to post if we do anything good with them (or at least anything successful!).
A spot in the sand where a bubble has popped shows you a clam is hiding underneath the sand here.
You use basic suction to draw up a large amount of sand and, hopefully, the clam. It takes a lot of force and often you suck up so much of the water the sand under your feet goes dry.
It can take a few goes with the clamming gun to get down to the clam.
Scott’s first clam ever!
In the bucket.
Mary and Dave brought a bright yellow bucket.
Each person’s license gives you a limit of 15 clams, here we are half way. The boots are from Target and kept my feet nice and dry.
Every once in a while a wave would come up and everybody would scramble to save buckets from being lifted and tipped over.
Heading back to the buckets after a wave has come in.
I tried to get a set of shots in four directions to try to convey how big the beach was and how many people were out there:
To the west, heading out to the edge of the water.
To the north, people and sand as far as I can see.
To the east, our car is one of those specks.
To the south, more beach and more people.