|The hole in the camper looked real bad.|
After the repair, we took the camper off out at our friends and immediately hit the road for Westport, Wa. We were invited to go Razor Clam digging by our good friends Don and Caroline. Clam digging is a tradition for these friends and I have really enjoyed the hunt.
|On the beach in Grayland getting ready to dig.|
Here is my take on the event. First the weather changed from clear skies to 100% rain, part of the tradition I guess. Then you load up and drive down to the beach and onto the sand. You grab a bucket and your Clam Hawk and off you go.
The Clam Hawk looks like a raft pump except that it is hollow and it has a thumb hole in the handle that creates a suction after you shove the device into the sand and start pulling.
|Got my bucket and Clam Hawk.|
The Hawk then pulls up a big plug of sand and when you release the suction hole the big round plug of sand drops out. You break up the sand plug and you can see the clam moving about, so all you do is pick it up and put it in your bucket. Each person is allowed 15 clams on a permit. It takes about 30 to 40 minutes to get your limit.
|After the boiling water bath.|
|Shellless little critters.|
|Gutting and cleaning the bastards.|
|A Razor Clam.|
|Finished product, Razor Clams!|
|Erik, Caroline cook the clams as Linda watches.|