Clamming just for the Halibut

The clam tide this past Sunday called Julie, Marcia, and me to the beach. We all met at the Safeway parking lot, piled into the cab of Julie's truck, and headed north to Deep Creek. The word is that there are more clams the further north you go, even though the clams are bigger the further south you go. We made the decision to head north! Once there, Julie drove down the beach a couple of miles - going about 60mph in the deep sand and pebbles so as not to get stuck. Fishtaling our way down the beach, we saw an abundance of bald eagles.

We found what we thought to be our lucky spot, and began to walk the beach, bucket and shovel in hand, in search of the elusive Razor Clam dimples in the sand. For whatever reason, today was not the day. Finally, we started digging at any possible ripple in the sand, all in vain.

After 2 hours of digging dozens of empty holes, Marcia was the only one not to come up empty handed. Her bucket of treasure included 4 nice sized Razors - barely enough for one meal for one person.

I did see several Sand Crabs - cute lil buggers!

The big excitement of the day came when Julie caught a Halibut in her bucket! It wasn't quite a barn door, but it was awfully cute!


Ah well, we decided that in the end, it's all about the adventure, right? It was a great day to be on the beach - not much wind, not too cold, no rain - what more can an Alaskan Clam Digger ask for?

Oh, that's right - Clams would be nice!