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.

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 ...

Ah, to savor the salty, sweet, delicate juices of a hard-shell clam. Served raw on the half-shell, baked, fried, chowdered or even in spaghetti sauce, this is the shellfish most familiar to Long ...

I’m new to Washington, and this spring I followed friends to a local clamming beach for my first-ever clamming experience. The problem? My friends didn’t actually know what they were doing, and so ...

KELT volunteers Jeff, center, and Rosalind Benton, right, work together to film “Clamming with KELT” with Maine Shellfish Warden Jon Hentz, left. Photo by Maeve McGowan Each summer, the Kennebec ...

6am Monday morning the water is smooth as glass. The cold night has been replaced by the chill of early morning as we cruise across the Great Egg Bay on my buddy's seventeen foot Carolina skiff. He ...