Clam Dig

We got a house with Rachael, Bob, Asa, and Tara at Seabrook so we could go to a clam dig.  The kids are already looking tired after swimming at the pool.

Monkey business in the kids room.  Apparently Ryker and Asa were trying to booby trap Kya.

Seth laying some monkey business ground rules before someone ends up with a broken neck off the top bunk!

Long day for Kya.  She fell asleep on the way to the campfire.

Ryker, Kya, and I walked to the ocean while the fire was getting started.  They couldn't wait until the next day!

Back for marshmallows!

Finally clam digging time!

 

 

Ryker just wants to dig anywhere and find one.  We weren't even close to the water yet and he had to dig some test holes to be sure we weren't missing any!

Aaawwww, this is what they look like.

Grandpa Geoff digs one out for him.

Kya was not that excited about the looks of them.  She promptly dropped the one on the bottom middle of this pic as soon as it stuck out the long neck you can see in the pic.

Ready for another as long as it keeps it's ugly neck in it's shell.

Grandpa Randy and Ryker checking out Keta's technique.

Getting some tips from Grandma Mary

Running away from the waves rolling in.

 

Counting our loot

Ryker's goal was to be the first one back.  It's open for clamming all day, but everyone kept talking about how you get out there right when it opens, get your limit, and how fast they usually are.  Ryker took this to mean that it was some kind of race so he was determined to get back to camp first.  He and Tara were neck and neck the entire walk back until Ryker sprinted when he got close to camp.  He must have thought Tara was going to try to beat him.  As I write this, he's sitting beside me talking about how he won that race.

Kya flying her kite

Ryker and his kite

Lunch back at camp