Every morning I drive past Wollaston beach in Quincy on the way to work, grumbling to myself about work ect. Then I see guys out clamming in this weather and that pretty much stops my bitching on the spot. You gotta have a big pair to lug the clam sled through the muck when its 28 +/- degrees.

I used to dig there when I was a teenager.
Note I said "used to" :laughs: Tough on the back.

Chris,

Isn't your job tough enough having to drive by The beach on your way to work?!?! :laughs:Sheesh! I have the same problem... kills me everytime!