The instructor was a little strange and annoying. We had the option of meeting in Beaverton at 7:15 am, or getting ourselves to Tillamook and meeting the group there. We chose Tillamook. He told us to be there at 8:30. He came from Beaverton as a carpooler riding with one of the class attendees. Only one or two other cars came from Beaverton. They arrived in Tillamook about 9:00. Then he lectured all the rest of US for about a half-hour as if we were middle-schoolers, and kept telling us not to be lollygaggers.?...
Finally we left Tillamook in a caravan of about 15 cars and went to our clamming destination, Netarts Bay. There were a zillion people there digging clams, but plenty of room for all, as the area is huge. It was a -1.7 tide, which is very low for the Oregon coast, apparently.
This was all much more elaborate and difficult than digging clams in Alaska ever was. There, we would decide to have clams for dinner, grab a bucket and walk over to the good spot on the beach and pull out enough for dinner from one hole.
The clam limit here is 20 per person, which is quite a lot. Rich easily got his 20. I got about 15 or so before I quit, deciding that was plenty. Eloise and Phil each got their full limit.
This picture shows where we were. Rich took it when we were done. That's Eloise in the turquoise jacket climbing up the rocky bank to the road.
And here's the jubilant Phil. He planned and managed this entire event for the 4 of us, quite successfully. I think he has a pretty damn good management style!
We got mostly butter clams with a few cockles and a few very small horse clams in the mix. Ours are on the back porch now cleaning themselves in a bucket of salt water with a sprinkle of corn meal. We'll probably cook them tomorrow night.
And, in the news from Oregon:
Successful Lawn Chair Flight
Man Discovers Mammoth Tusk in Umpqua River
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