10 years ago dark was obsessed about clams. Kept stashes of them hidden all over the bay in case the belford guy ran out. When we ran out when the bite was hot at night he would take a short ride and magically come back with some. Don't know how he did it but he saved us more than a few times. Sometimes the bite was so good we had to cut the clams in half to keep fishing. He said stank clams were the best. I know he doesn't fish them now but he was up there with Swiss, Yamo and the rest of them with his clam catches. Now I see he was holding out on us. We should have been using bread.