So my first time clamming was down that way as well..... One of the guys from the site, Howie, hooked me up with some rakes to borrow and a general location.
A friend of mine had his boat down there at the time and we tried to get into the area he told us but even when staying inside the channel marker sticks, it was too shallow for us. We switched gears and found a shallow flat in the area we could wade into...
Got off the boat holding the rakes and bushel baskets and were immediately covered up with those flies. With your 2 hands full it was hard to swat the buggers ... Toughed it out long enough to harvest 2 dozen or so little necks and got the hell out of there...
I was so proud I called Howie afterwards (Sunday afternoon) to let him know we scored... He asked me when did you clam? I said earlier this morning.... He said you know it's illegal to clam on Sundays
That was it for me and clamming but those fresh little necks we're the best I ever had... I can still taste them.
Glad you got out with the boys and got some grub Duff... I'm sure it's one of those experiences they'll remember forever.
Steamed blue claws and fresh clams... Hold the black flies please...
