Razor clams
Yesterday, I had the opportunity to photograph a razor clam dig. These are really big in Washington state, and I only learned about them when I moved here a little more than a year ago.
People here take their razor clams seriously. They dig with special shovels, they use clam guns, and in Ocean Shores, they even host an annual razor clam festival, which got started last year.
The uber-professional journalist that I am, however, I went out on the beach with an only half-charged battery in my camera and began to shoot about 40 minutes before the sun set. I wanted that classic, clam digger against a radiant Pacific Ocean sunset shot, but before the sun even approached the horizon, my camera died.
This turned out to be a blessing in disguise, though, because when I got home I saw that the other paper in town (who owns us, business-wise, but we compete with, news-wise) ran a sunset clam digger photo on their front page. So I feel pretty good about my pre-sunset shots. I’ll post one here.