We got a full moon, with tides predicted to be 1.2 feet lower than normal even before we got the breeze.
We got ourselves a blowout tide, baby!
And we got a bunch of clams to show for it. In February. Just when all the nonsense gets to be a bit much, grace intercedes.
We got blown about around a bit today, my Uncle Bob and me, but we got clams to show for it.
(If anyone reading this is down the Jersey shore, get yourselves out there--if you don't want quahogs, scallops are there for the picking.)
The photo is of some of the clams raked today. Clams in February. Life is good.