We are on the coast of Alaska on the Kenai Peninsula where the water is cold and the fish still run wild. We went hunting for Clam on the beach behind our trailer. We backed our trailer up to a great view of the ocean.
Sam and I had no clam shovel just a folding shovel. We sure learned fast to put the shovel down behind where you see a little air bubble in the sand indicating where a clam might be. Slam the shovel down into the sand, toss the first shovel full and then get on your knees and dig with your hands as fast as you can because the clam goes down and outward towards the ocean at 1 inch a second. With any luck hopefully you will get him. It was great fun and a lot of work. We were gone about three hours and got 7 clams.
OK, so we are slow learners. We had clam soup that night. Later on that week we went down to the town of Homer. Its a town at the end of the Kenai peninsula on a strip of land called the spit. Probably because its a narrow road only about 2 lanes wide and about 10 miles long . Here is where the highway ends and you can go fishing or charter a fishing trip. Husbands can wait on the husband bench
while wives can shop or have picture taken with a very large salmon
. Here is place were "the fisherman
of the sea" watches over you and the fisherman of the ocean.
Sam and I had no clam shovel just a folding shovel. We sure learned fast to put the shovel down behind where you see a little air bubble in the sand indicating where a clam might be. Slam the shovel down into the sand, toss the first shovel full and then get on your knees and dig with your hands as fast as you can because the clam goes down and outward towards the ocean at 1 inch a second. With any luck hopefully you will get him. It was great fun and a lot of work. We were gone about three hours and got 7 clams. OK, so we are slow learners. We had clam soup that night. Later on that week we went down to the town of Homer. Its a town at the end of the Kenai peninsula on a strip of land called the spit. Probably because its a narrow road only about 2 lanes wide and about 10 miles long . Here is where the highway ends and you can go fishing or charter a fishing trip. Husbands can wait on the husband bench while wives can shop or have picture taken with a very large salmon. Here is place were "the fisherman of the sea" watches over you and the fisherman of the ocean. 
We ate dinner with this Russian Lady and here is where we had pierogies and borscht, she talked a mile a minute. The food was different but tasty.
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