Northwesterners are hearty folk. They wear sandals and shorts in the middle of winter. We don’t really believe in umbrellas, even in a downpour. So, when it’s time for clamming, people don’t hesitate to brave heavy rains and gale force winds in search of dinner. “Gale force” may be a slight exaggeration, but the winds were strong enough yesterday to shut down the Astoria Bridge until further notice. Like I said, hearty.

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2 Responses to Clamming

  1. Gayle says:

    Times have changed! No self-respecting Clatsop County, OR or Pacific County, WA resident in my era would have been caught dead trying to DIG razor clams with anything but a true clam shovel. We used to joke about the tourists looking like they were trying to unplug a blocked toilet with the “clam plungers.”

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