For FishingMagician.com, I'm Eric Granstrom. I must have been about 9-years old when I first traveled to Seaside, Oregon in the dead of night to go clam digging with my Grandpa Ben. Being 9, I slept the entire way from their house to the coast and was still wiping the sleep out of my eyes as we traversed the wet sands in search of clam holes. My Grandpa was wearing hip waders and had a gallon milk jug with a larger hole cut out of the top to slip in one razor clam after another. He used a long, narrow shovel that had a reverse angle to it and loved to be knee-deep in the surf digging for razor gold. We used "clam guns". They were a cylinder with a T-handle on the top with a hole for your thumb. You'd find a clam hole and push the cylinder down in the sand. Then, like pulling soda out of a drink through a straw, you'd put your thumb over the hole in the handle and pull up the sand, clam and all. This popped into mind reading that clam digs are coming to Long Beach. Until next time, Good Fishing!