Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Quahogging in the blizzard?

It's been snowing like mad all day today on the Cape. It's supposed to snow through tomorrow. The wind is howling at 30 miles an hour. And it's really cold. My dad and I had planned on going clamming tomorrow for quahogs, which entails wetsuits and waders and the whole cold-water winter protection thing and standing up to your waist in the 35-degree Atlantic with a pitchfork digging in the sand for your mollusks. Which I was kind of psyched to do, before the blizzard hit. Earlier tonight he says:

DAD: It looks like it won't be too bad to go quahogging tomorrow.

ME: Oh yeah?

DAD: Yup it's going to be warmer. It's supposed to be 29 degrees. That will be pleasant.

Pleasant! That is the exact adjective he used. I'm trying to be one of these hardy New England Yankee Cape Codder types, but come on now. Seriously.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Did you take this picture? It's breathtaking!