For those of us who have difficulty finding peace while sitting in one place, clamming can be an unexpected escape. By Kim Gooden On these dark winter evenings, when the end of the day has crept up ...

Add Yahoo as a preferred source to see more of our stories on Google. With a rake in one hand and a cooler bag in the other, I climbed out of a kayak ready to go clamming for the first time. I was ...

Sammy held the dark, odd-shaped, deep brown clump of stuff in his hand, showed it to me and said, ”Grandpa, is this doo-doo?” “NO-NO, no doo- doo, absolutely not,” I said. “It’s pure, clean, good mud.

Well, the clamming experience of this past weekend was an unexpected joy. Hard to explain. Standing waist high in salt water, surrounded by sailboats in a harbor, dragging a clam rake across the mucky ...

Clam-digging is almost universally misunderstood, it seems to me, even in clam-adjacent locales such as Long Island, where few seem capable of articulating digging’s charms, and fewer still can ...

So it is at Tillamook Bay, where the four-mile long Bayocean Spit offers a hike or a bike ride to reach clam heaven. The summertime low tides are perfect for this adventure as we cool off with cockle ...